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Ruaidhri

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Greetings and Salutions Dear Reader.

 

One or two of you may remember my name from the dim distant past, before all became dreadfully complicated and I had to lie low for some time. I re-emerge finally in triumph (as would be expected) to clear up any misunderstandings which may have arisen, and clear my name once and for all.

 

My one avid reader (God bless him/her) may recall that one of my many hobbies is Amateur Medicine and Surgery. Many are the tomes I have read on the subject, and I may say in all modesty, that I am generally considered one of the world's foremost experts on these subjects.

I also, for research purposes, collect diseases and maladies (I won't bore you with the full list).

 

Some time back I took an interest in cancer (not having had it before), and so developed a fine lump on the right hand side of my face.

I was careful about this because our local photographer Séamuseen Beag Mac an Ridire - he calls himself "Flash", and the feliows in the local public house call him "Oh my Bloody Eyes" - stated definitively that my left side was the more photogenic.

Anyoldhow, the lump grew apace and it was decided that something must be done. This is where things got a little complicated.

 

Johnson MacSean, our under-gardener called with a bottle of foul smelling unction which he claimed would do the job. I was touched by his concern, but had to point out that it was NOT canker from which I was suffering. He beat an apologetic retreat.

 

Her Ladyship had been in clandestine discussions with our local doctor and they decided to ship me off to the Royal Victoria Eye and Ear Hospital in Dublin where a Professor Timon would operate and remove the offending piece of Murphy.

 

I, naturally enough, told them I was quite capable of doing the job myself, and a rather unseemly altercation took place, which ended in my agreeing to at least see this Professor chap.

 

Very pleasant and knowledgable was he when we met, and he readily (after some hours discussion) agreed to my plan.

 

The general idea was that I would take a local anaesthetic, in the form of 20yr old Jamesons Whiskey, we would rig up an arrangement of mirrors so that I could operate with my new electric carving tool, while he would oversee in case anything should go amiss.

 

And now the the awful part:

 

Shortly after admission the anaesthetist asked me to take a "couple of whiffs of oxygen, to get your levels up".

No sooner had I started than I passed out and came to in my room with staples, stitches, drips, tubes, and half the contents of the hospital workshop hanging from my face. I was LIVID!

 

Intercepting the Professor on his rounds I made it clear what I thought of his underhanded tactics, and unfortunately things got a little heated.

 

I must say that the Gardai (our Police) and the Judge were very understanding when they heard my side of things, even to the point of arranging a special room at a private clinic where I could convalesce.

 

All is well that ends well, they say - but beware! There are some VERY sneaky members of the Medical Profession out there my friends.

 

Fond regards,

Ruaidhrí

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Here's to hoping that you will soon forget the coercive and deceitful surgical practices of which you were an unwilling victim! Get well soon!

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MichelleStClaire

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Oh my.... I must say that although I hate the content of this post (as I am sure you do as well), I certainly enjoyed your style of writing. You have an almost whimsical mix of elegance and sarcasm, and an interesting selection of vocabulary.

 

I also find your fascination with amateur surgery curiously "odd", but do not say that with judgment. I collect fountain pens and all of my friends and family scratch their heads while questioning my sanity. Go figure.

 

Although I agree that this doctor clearly overstepped his agreed-upon boundaries, I’d like to believe that the Universe {or insert your preferred deity here} simply worked this out in its own mysterious way. It is possible that this physician truly acted on "good intentions" and genuinely believed he was doing the right thing. Its also possible that this physician received a very gently "nudge" from the other side, and was somehow inspired to stop you from what could have been a disfiguring, or fatal mistake.

 

What’s done is done, but maybe you could try to find solace in at least considering that a higher power of some kind wanted this to happen exactly like it did.

 

Please take good care of yourself and hopefully you will not break out the power tools for self-surgery without a good thorough disinfecting first.

 

Michelle

www.PendoraPens.com

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People,

 

FYI, this is all meant in jest. You have to know a little bit more about the background of Murphy Towers. Although it is all based on actual events, the story around it is totally fictitious, and bears no resemblance to what really happened :D. Murphy Towers does not for nothing bear a resemblance, from a naming POV, to the infamous Fawlty Towers of John Cleese fame :D.

 

The beauty of it, though, is that it makes an ordinary small surgery into something Monty Pythonesque, and that, IMO, is funny ;). And no one but Ruaidhrí is capable of describing it the way he does, indeed :D.

 

Warm regards, Wim

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OK, Haven't been here for some time and after reading this, i can only say that it looks like 'Paddy' is drunk; again.

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  • As an ex nurse I was truly shocked my this but then realised (hopefully) that the joke was on me. I shall read some of your other blogs but judging by this one you are a breath of fresh air (humour) in these troubled times.
  • All the best for your speedy recovery

 

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Hope it all went well and you fully recovered. You certainly gave the rest of us a jolly ride! Thank you for the chuckle, turning scary things into jokes, love that sense of humor!

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danielfalgerho

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These comments make me sad as I sympathise with Ruaidhri, having great difficulties in being taken seriously. Or being taken at all (no off-colors jokes, please!) In spite of overwhelming odds,  Ruaidhri -now I know how to spell it- made a courageous decision and stuck to it. I was diagnosed with a similar growth in a place I will not reveal. Oh, well, if you insist it was Mount Sinai Hospital. But I firmly intend to walk in Ruaidhri's footsteps, if he will let me, on my next visit to Dublin.

kenavo ar wechall (I know it's not Irish)

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Matthew TWP

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@Ruaidhri This was an absolutely wonderful bit of writing, and I hope that you're able to maintain the style once all of the medications are out of your system.  Take care and recover quickly!

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