Saturday, January 11, 2025

 

144 – The Cancellation Prize: 11 January 2025


This photo shows the complete list of friends who came to wish us Happy Christmas on 25 December 2021.  

Margaret's sister Maurine Redden had visited me in hospital and given me the three stuffed toys.  Our 2021 Christmas was extremely dismal.

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Before getting home after my final hospitalisation on 15 July, my mind was very focused just on staying alive.  I knew Margaret had incurable cancer, but she had been granted a miraculous reprieve from death in March 2021.  I hoped this meant her death sentence had been removed.  I was wrong in thinking this, but in July and August 2021, I was unaware just how wrong I was.

Once I got home and my health began to steadily improve, I became more observant of things that were happening in our lives apart from Margaret's cancer and my own health.

When she told me on 8 February that she was severing all ties of friendship with me, Anne Ryan pointedly said that even though she was terminating her friendship with me, she “hoped she could remain friends with Margaret”.  I did not process this statement at that time because I had difficulty digesting my own cancellation. 

By August 2021, I began to realise that the statement that she “hoped she could remain friends with Margaret” was a doublespeak way of saying “I will no longer be friends with Margaret.”  She had already decided to cancel Margaret when she decided to cancel me – but she was too gutless to say this either to me or to Margaret.  There was an additional layer to the cancellation of Margaret and that additional layer involved making sure that all of Margaret’s other friends – every one of whom she had been introduced to by Margaret – also cancelled both of us.

The implications of what Anne had done became apparent to me after I got home from hospital in July 2021.

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As July and August elapsed, I became aware that Sue Chaman – whom Margaret had known for about 50 years – had completely stopped visiting our home.  Prior to February 2021, she had always been a regular visitor.  Sue had become the closest of friends with Anne over the years and she was certainly Anne’s lover by 2021.

Anne had made sure that Sue stopped visiting her dying friend whom she had known for decades before she ever met her Anne.

Margaret told me that on 8 February when Anne had told me of my cancellation, Sue had waited on the street in her car while Anne told me of my cancellation.  Sue had then driven Anne back to her unit in Glenelg.  Sue and Anne had jointly decided on what Anne and Sue were going to do.

After 8 February, Sue stopped all contact with me – but unlike Anne, she did not get around to telling me of my cancellation.  During the months that I was gravely ill and close to death, I had no contact from Sue Chapman.

Just as her lover Anne did, Sue did not openly terminate her friendship with Margaret.  She simply reduced that friendship to a shell which contained nothing.

Margaret tried to hide it, but I had been aware that the behaviour of her so called friends had caused extreme distress to Margaret, but there was nothing I could do about their behaviour.

In July 2021, Margaret was in temporary remission from a deadly cancer and she had been completely sidelined by pretend friends because she was married to me.

I had come close to dying before Margaret, and I too had been completely shunned by people I had once believed were my friends.

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Margaret’s friend Heather Long seemed to find it more difficult than Sue Chapman to behave atrociously towards Margaret and me.  Margaret had also known Heather Long for about 50 years. 

Heather did not immediately cease all contact with me and she did not immediately lessen her contacts with Margaret.  Heather even sent me a text wishing me happy birthday while I was in hospital. 

Heather did not immediately reduce her friendship with Margaret to an empty shell, but did have a dilemma.  Because Anne and Sue refused visit Margaret in our home, in practice, Heather was also a rare visitor in Margaret's home.

Because of the boycott instituted by her friends, Margaret could see her friends only away from our home – usually in coffee shops.  As the months rolled on, the coffee shop catch ups became ever rarer.

Heather’s final attempt to simultaneously be a friend to both Margaret and me and to Anne Ryan and Sue Chapman took place on Sunday 22 August 2021 when she invited Margaret and me, plus other members of the friendship group, to a restaurant dinner to celebrate her husband Andrew Long’s birthday.  

Anne boycotted the dinner because I had been invited, but Sue Chapman came.

Other guests at the restaurant in addition to Andrew and Heather Long were Chris Reilly, Cheryl Scopazzi and Nes Fernandez.

By the time Margaret and I got home after dinner on 22 August 2021, I knew very clearly that the friendship circle had been smashed and it would probably never be repaired.



Friday, January 10, 2025

 

143 – Moving Away from the Drain, Part 1: 10 January 2025




1st photo Anne Ryan and the wooden chest I restored for her; 2nd photo, the Jarrah table.

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My Third Time in Hospital - July 2021

After the disappearance of Dr Kannusamy on 8 July, Dr Aiyappan took charge of my hospital medical care.

Dr Aiyappan ordered an extensive range of tests and scheduled a colonoscopy for the following Tuesday - 13 July.  The colonoscopy found nothing of note.  

Dr Aiyappan was determined to find out why I was so ill. and by the morning of the following Tuesday – before the colonoscopy – he had worked out what had gone wrong. 

I was being attacked by my own immune system.  

Our immune system contains white blood cells which attack intruders such as diseases.  A significant number of the white blood cells which make up the immune system are a type of white blood cell called eosinophils.

My body was producing an extraordinarily high number of eosinophils. 

My immune system had decided my body was under attack and had therefore made a large supply of white blood cells to protect me.  The large number of eosinophils made by my body formed part of my body’s determination to protect me from attack an attack by microscopic “bad guys”.  Unfortunately, there were no “bad guys” for my immune system to kill.  My body was not under attack by any disease.  Because there was no external enemy to be eliminated, the eosinophils in my immune system attacked the only thing that could be attacked – and that was - me.

By trying to protect me, my own body had come extremely close to killing me.

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This is what Wiki says about eosinophils.

Eosinophils, sometimes called eosinophiles or, less commonly, acidophils, are a variety of white blood cells and one of the immune system components responsible for combating multicellular parasites and certain infections in vertebrates. Along with mast cells and basophils, they also control mechanisms associated with allergy and asthma. They are granulocytes that develop during hematopoiesis in the bone marrow before migrating into blood, after which they are terminally differentiated and do not multiply.

These cells are eosinophilic or "acid-loving" due to their large acidophilic cytoplasmic granules, which show their affinity for acids by their affinity to coal tar dyes: Normally transparent, it is this affinity that causes them to appear brick-red after staining with eosin, a red dye, using the Romanowsky method. The staining is concentrated in small granules within the cellular cytoplasm, which contain many chemical mediators, such as eosinophil peroxidase, ribonuclease (RNase), deoxyribonucleases (DNase), lipase, plasminogen, and major basic protein. These mediators are released by a process called degranulation following activation of the eosinophil, and are toxic to both parasite and host tissues.

In normal individuals, eosinophils make up about 1–3% of white blood cells, and are about 12–17 micrometres in size with bilobed nuclei.

 

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Here is my personal theory of what happened to me.  I claim no medical expertise and this theory may not be valid – but it fits the facts as known to me and none of the facts contradict my theory.

The restoration of Anne Ryan’s Jarrah table and wooden chest made of King Billy Pine caused my body to ingest large quantities of the disease resistant substances created by these native Australian timbers.  These substances prevent native timbers from being turned into compost in the short time frames it takes to do this with most trees.  The ingestion of these substances nearly killed me while I was engaged in the restoration projects, but my body coped because the projects took only a few weeks.

When Margaret was diagnosed with terminal cancer in July 2020, the native timber “stuff” in my body was again activated and this triggered my original breath attacks, stomach bloating and related symptoms. 

Once Margaret’s cancer “disappeared” in March 2021, my symptoms should have disappeared, but this did not happen because of the appalling behaviour of our supposed friend Anne Ryan.  The stress of Anne’s awful behaviour significantly boosted the impact of the stuff I had ingested while restoring Anne’s wooden furniture.  This boosting meant my symptoms did not disappear at all but began to spin wildly out of control. 

The distress caused by the bad behaviour of a formerly long time friend should not have caused me any serious health problems, but on this occasion it completely destroyed my health and nearly resulted in my death.

The law has a principle used to assess how much money in damages should be awarded to someone who has been wrongfully injured.  

If the injured person is more susceptible to harm that an “normal” person would be, the person who inflicts the wrong is not allowed to limit the amount that must be paid by claiming that a “normal” person would not have suffered such extensive injuries.  The law says “you take your victim as you find the victim”.  

Anne might not have intended to do quite as much harm as she did, but this is irrelevant.  She DID intend to do some harm and must therefore accept responsibility for ALL of the harm she actually caused. 

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Once he had identified the cause of my illness, Dr Aiyappan prescribed a medication which ended the civil war within my body.

As long as I have an injection every four weeks, my life is unlikely to again be endangered by rogue eosinophils. 

My final discharge from hospital happened on Thursday 15 July 2022. 

Since my discharge, I have experienced no symptoms and I have been in good physical health.  I am able to eat all meals, take all recommended exercise and my weight is at the recommended level.

I owe my continued life to the care of a competent and compassionate doctor called Vinod Aiyappan.







Thursday, January 9, 2025

 

142 – Moving Away from the Drain, Part 1: 9 January 2025


This was me on Tuesday 9 September 2019 in Ireland, two months before I started losing weight under the supervision of a dietician.  Note the size of my stomach.  I weighed at least 105 kilograms then – 30 kilograms more than I weighed when I went into hospital in July 2021.

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My Third and Final Hospitalisation - July 2021

My final hospital admission took place on Saturday 3 July.  I had rung the rooms of my lung specialist on Thursday 1 July asking for an urgent consultation with Dr Aiyappan.  Dr Aiyappan was on holidays, but the rooms promised to tell him about my plight. 

Dr Aiyappan rang me no more than 2 hours later and promised to find me a hospital bed.  Dr Aiyappan persuaded the hospital to admit me once again, this time on the Saturday morning. 

I was in extremely bad health when admitted and Dr Aiyappan saw me in the hospital even though he was on leave.  Under his orders, a lung function test took place later that day.  This test involves the patient blowing air into various tubes to measure how much air the lungs are processing.  My lung function test said that my lungs had only 42% of the capacity of “normal” lungs.  I am certain my breathing during the test was actually better than my breathing had been in the 3 weeks since my June 2021 hospital admission.  I desperately wanted to get a "good" result and I tried hard to produce a “good” result; I was actually trying much harder during the test than I was normally able to do outside the test environment. 

I am certain my actual capacity was significantly less than the 42% measured in the test.

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My weight was regularly measured while I was in hospital and I wrote down the results.

Between the morning of Friday 2 and Sunday 4 July, I dropped 1.3 kilograms in weight.  This Table outlines my weight in July 2021.

July 2021

Date

Weight

Friday 2 July

75.0 kilograms

Sunday 4 July

73.7 kilograms

Sunday 11 July

76.1 kilograms

Friday 16 July

76.6 kilograms

Friday 23 July

76.4 kilograms

Friday 30 July

77.2 kilograms

 

In the three weeks and five days between Sunday 4 July and Friday 30 July, I gained 3.5 kilograms (7 pounds, 11.46 ounces).  The weight increase shows the success of this final period of hospitalisation – especially when compared to the June 2021 period of hospitalisation.

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Before my July hospital admission, I had a prearranged appointment with my cardiac specialist Dr Goh on Monday 5 July.  Even though I was still an admitted hospital patient, I took a taxi to the appointment with Dr Goh.  I gave him the medication list I had already given to the hospital staff.  Dr Goh immediately said that the combination of Amitriptyline Alphapharm with Aspirin was dangerous and that I must not continue to take the Aspirin.  Dr Goh then gave me a handwritten a note in a sealed envelope and told me to give it to the hospital staff immediately I returned to hospital.

As well as giving me the note, Dr Goh ordered that I be given an Echocardiogram (Echo) test as soon as possible after I got back to hospital.  It was obvious to me that Dr Goh was very concerned that my hospital treatment was ignoring my known and documented heart disease.

I delivered the note from Dr Goh to the nursing station when I returned to hospital and stressed Dr Goh’s insistence that I must not be given any further Aspirin.  The Echo test on my heart was carried out later on that same Monday.  Nothing of significance was uncovered by the Echo test.

The note by Dr Goh initiated the treatment changes which led to my diagnosis and correct treatment, but the only noticeable immediate changes he brought about were the stopping of the Aspirin and the Echo test.

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Dr Aiyappan did a bronchoscopy on Wednesday 8 July 2021.  It revealed no abnormalities.

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Although I had been admitted to hospital by Dr Aiyappan, I had been placed under the care of Dr Dinesh Kannusamy, who had been my hospital doctor during my June hospitalisation.  Dr Kannusamy saw me again in the morning of Tuesday 6 July and prescribed a new medication on top of the Amitriptyline Alphapharm he had prescribed in June.  I cannot now remember the name of this additional medication, but I am now certain it was another anti depressant.  I reluctantly took the additional pill as instructed by Dr Kannusamy on Tuesday 6 and Wednesday 7 July.  The nursing staff may also have given me this additional anti depressant on Thursday 8 July.  

I had never suffered from depression and had never been diagnosed as suffering from depression.

Dr Aiyappan visited me in hospital in the early morning of Thursday 8 July and I told him I did not want to take the new medication and asked him if he could terminate it.  My intention was to first get rid of the new anti depressant and then ask to have the Amitriptyline Alphapharm terminated as well.  Dr Aiyappan said that he would see what he could do.

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Shortly after Dr Aiyappan left my room– perhaps ten or fifteen minutes later – a new doctor whom I had never seen before, entered my room.  I cannot now remember his name but my health insurance claims history tells me I was treated on 9 July by Dr Boey, so the new doctor was probably Dr Boey.  Dr Boey (if he was in fact the new doctor) was wonderful.

The doctor confirmed that I did indeed want to terminate the new medication and then immediately gave instructions to staff to do that.  My hospital treatment changed noticeably after the visit by Dr Boey.

In my room, there was a small whiteboard where the name of my treating doctor was written at the top.  Dr Kannusamy’s name was written on this whiteboard.  Later, on that Thursday, Dr Aiyappan’s name was written immediately under Dr Kannusamy’s name.  Although Dr Kannusamy’s name remained on the whiteboard, I never saw him again. 

On Friday 10 July, Dr Boey visited me again and recommended discontinuation of the Amitriptyline Alphapharm.  He said Amitriptyline Alphapharm was a “very old fashioned” medication and that it was “highly addictive”.  I agreed and he had the Amitriptyline Alphapharm discontinued over the next three days.

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I did not know it then, but my health was about to improve quickly now that I was in compassionate and competent medical care.

I was about to have a miracle cure.



Wednesday, January 8, 2025

 

141 – Circling the Drain, Part 8: 8 January 2025


This was me in November 2015, three years before my November 2018 Chain Saw operation.  I was in relatively good health then.

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The deterioration of my health in June 2021 was significant and I approached ever closer to the Death Drain.

The extent of me deterioration is highlighted by this Table of my scheduled exercise compared to the exercise I was in fact able to do in the three weeks after my hospital discharge in June 2021.  This Table cannot show my ever increasing pain and my ever increasing difficulty in doing the exercise I actually managed to do.  I used unrelenting willpower and forced myself to do exercise in that terrible month of June.  I was barely able to do the reduced exercise I in fact did.

Saturday 12 June 2021 to Friday 19 June 2021

Date

Scheduled Exercise

Actual
Exercise

Saturday 12 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

Nil

Sunday 13 June 2021

3 ½ hours at Morialta

1 hour “Perimeter Prowling”

Monday 14 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

½ hour “Perimeter Prowling”

Tuesday 15 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

1 hour walking at home; nil yoga

Wednesday 16 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

1 hour walking at home; nil yoga

Thursday 17 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

1 hour walking at home; nil yoga

Friday 18 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

1 hour walking at home; nil yoga

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Saturday 19 June 2021 to Friday 26 June 2021

Date

Scheduled Exercise

Actual
Exercise

Saturday 19 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

1 ½ hours walking at Morialta

Sunday 20 June

3 ½ hours walking at Morialta

1 hour walking at home

Monday 21 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

1 hour walking at home; nil yoga

Tuesday 22 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

1 hour walking at home; nil yoga

Wednesday 23 June

1 ½ hours yoga in studio

1 ½ hours yoga in studio

Thursday 24 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

Nil

Friday 25 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

1 hour walking at home; nil yoga

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Saturday 26 June 2021 to Friday 2 July 2021

Date

Scheduled Exercise

Actual
Exercise

Saturday 26 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

Nil

Sunday 27 June

3 ½ hours at Morialta

1 ¾ hours at Morialta

Monday 28 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

Nil

Tuesday 29 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

1 hour walking at home; nil yoga

Wednesday 30 June

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

½ hour walking at home; nil yoga

Thursday 1 July

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

Nil

Friday 2 July

1 hour walking at home, plus 30 minutes yoga

Nil

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I completely gave up on trying to go to bed during this three week period.  The pain and coughing made sleep impossible and the only result of me going to bed was a guarantee that Margaret’s sleep was destroyed as well as mine.  Instead of going to bed, I stayed sitting on the sofa doing crosswords, reading or listening to music through headphones.  Occasionally, I was able to doze for an hour or two while sitting upright. 

Those three in June were so very, very hard.

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The more severe my symptoms became, the less I was able to eat.

This Table identifies specific meals my symptoms prevented me from eating in those three weeks June 2021 after my discharge from hospital.

Week One: 12 June to 18 June

Date

Breakfast

Lunch

Dinner

Saturday 12 June

 

None

Nil

Sunday 13 June

 

None

Bowl home made soup

Monday 14 June

1 ½ slices toast

None

Bowl home made soup

Tuesday 15 June

1 ½ slices toast with 2 boiled eggs

 

 

Wednesday 16 June

 

 

1 corn on the cob

Thursday 17 June

 

 

 

Friday 18 June

 

 

 

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Week Two: 19 June to 25 June

Date

Breakfast

Lunch

Dinner

Saturday 19 June

 

None

Nil

Sunday 20 June

 

 

Bowl home made soup

Monday 21 June

 

 

 

Tuesday 22 June

 

 

 

Wednesday 23 June

 

None

Bowl home made soup

Thursday 24 June

 

1 apple

½ slice feta and spinach pie

Friday 25 June

 

 

 

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Week Three: 25 June to 2 July

Date

Breakfast

Lunch

Dinner

Saturday 26 June

 

None

 

Sunday 27 June

 

None

 

Monday 28 June

 

None

None

Tuesday 29 June

 

 

 

Wednesday 30 June

 

 

 

Thursday 1 July

1 slice of toast with 2 boiled eggs

1 biscuit

 

Friday 2 July

 

 

 

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 The less I was able to eat, the more weight I lost

June 2021

Date

Weight

Friday 4 June

77.9 kilograms

Saturday 12 June

76.5 kilograms

Tuesday 15 June

75.2 kilograms

Friday 18 June

75.5 kilograms

Friday 25 June

74.9 kilograms

By the morning of Friday 2 July 2021, my health was dreadful and I clung to life by the thinnest of threads.