Author: 6000

Hourly rate

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Don’t get me wrong. I know that there’s more to a bill than pure profit. There are taxes, overheads, employees, Eskom increases etc etc to deal with.
But – glad as I was that the orthopaedic surgeon fitted me in to his busy schedule at short notice last week – I was in there for 7 minutes and it cost me R800.

I’ve been doing some rudimentary calculations and I reckon that amounts to R6857.14 per hour.

Like I said, that’s not all going into his pocket, but it’s certainly better than a kick in the teeth (which I can’t do at the moment anyway).

Lucky me, and indeed lucky him and lucky his bank manager, I shall return to consult with him for an equally expensive session later this week. There seems a good chance that I will be seeing him again the following week in a more theatrical setting too.

And I very much doubt that will be the final act either.

Cover of a remix of a tune

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Mrs 6000 has been looking forward to seeing ISO (you may remember them from posts such as Destiny) at the Waterfront ever since she heard that they were going to be playing there this evening. Then I smashed my ankle into more pieces than should rightfully be in there and it suddenly seemed a bit of an ask to get there.

But I was adamant that she must go anyway and she got some unsurprising buy-in from the kids. I was good, stayed at home and RICEd, but since I’d planned to share this video tonight anyway, here it is:

Are you actually allowed to do a cover of a remix? Are you allowed to do dubstep on electric guitars?
ISO says yes, and I love it.

And the concert was apparently also great, with Richard from the band working on their future fan base after the gig:

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Scoop got their autographs and there’s even video of her rocking along to the track above, headbanging and all.
Scoop is 4. Dad is so very proud.

Morose

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Apparently, I have been sounding rather morose in my recent posts.
The reason for this , of course, is that I am feeling rather morose; I am – as any dictionary will tell you – “lacking in cheer”.
Yesterday, I fully dodged doing any sort of meaningful post, but couldn’t stop myself from putting something up. I’m not sure why.

The news from the surgeon yesterday was pretty bad. He thinks that – in addition to the ligaments I know are torn – there may be even more damage to another bit of leg a bit higher up. I really didn’t know that there was anything else to damage.
Well, there is, and he thinks it is.

Yippee.

I’ll need an MRI scan before he’ll commit to any sort of ideas on treatment, but for now, and for the foreseeable future, I’m in a moonboot, 24/7 including weekends.
It’s not comfortable, it’s not sexy, but it does at least seem to be reducing the swelling of my previously swollen organ.

And that’s the first good news I’ve had in ages.