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April 20th, 2007

  1. Could Someone Play ‘Taps’ For My Canon A80?

    April 20, 2007 by Gail

    Maddy mimics very well

    Maddy, at age 3. View larger.

    Maybe I should just buy one of these plastic things that Maddy’s holding. My Canon A80 has officially bit the dust, the casualty of a bottle of guava-tinged water purchased at the Whole Foods cafe and only partially consumed, then emptying into a pool in my bag because I hadn’t properly screwed on the cap. I did not notice the leaking until I was already down the escalator, oblivious to the trail of guava water behind me as I was shopping for a replacement for a bottle of lotion I purchased at a Whole Foods in Philadelphia last September. (I gave the remainder to La China, my host in Havana. I’m sure she’s finished it by now. If not, it’s just a well-travelled bottle of lotion.)

    It is quite possibly the ONLY time in my life I have ever wished that a bag could leak MORE, because maybe the Canon could’ve been saved. I stood by the strawberries and emptied the contents of my bag as discreetly as possible, hoping no one would notice the pool of liquid forming on the floor.

    The contents of my bag:

    • iPod (eek! — I checked, and it still works)
    • Pentax K-1000 (double eek! I’m sure it works, but maybe the roll of film in it is ruined…)
    • Canon A80 (uh oh)
    • address book in small pouch (whew, the pouch protected it)
    • wallet (not leather, which is probably a good thing in this case)
    • USB cable (not to worry, got lots of those)
    • dish towels (now, who carries dish towels in their bag??? why, someone weird enough to bring them to work with her because the paper towels in the office kitchen are awful, but aren’t the towels handy today!)
    • plastic bag (see towels, above)
    • various odds and sods, because I can carry an incredible amount of stuff in that bag

    I did my best to get rid of most of the offending liquid without attracting unwanted attention from the grocery employees, wrapped the electronics in the plastic bag, then put the dish towels between everything and the bottom of the bag. When I got home I dried everything out but alas, the Canon wouldn’t turn on, even after I changed its batteries. I’m gonna miss that camera :( It served me well for more than three years (I bought it in 2004, just before I went to Europe in April) and it racked up more than 22,000 images.


  2. The Echocardiogram

    April 20, 2007 by Gail

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Echocardiogram

    Now there’s a camera that’s out of my price league! And not quite like an amusement park where they take pictures as you scream your way down the roller coaster. No, there isn’t much amusement to be found during this procedure, with cold gel against the skin and the poking and prodding. I must say, some angles are downright AWKWARD to lie in as the tech finds the best position in which to take measurements. The men have it much easier, I imagine, although the probe in the neck can’t be comfortable for anyone.

    Mercifully, the longest stretches of time were while I was in this weird position on my left side and could see the screen. I was utterly fascinated (rapt, as the Aussies say) by the images on the monitor — how often does anyone get to see her own heart beating in real-time and in life-size with a full range of movement? I watched the tech take digital snapshots and enlarge them for precise measuring. What I didn’t expect is that the software actually gives sound effects feedback. Makes me wonder what the old equipment was like even 20 years ago, pre-microprocessors — must’ve been clunky and slow and big.

    Ultrasounds are fairly routine procedures for most people, especially women through pregnancy, but this was my first. I have no clue if my heart is working properly or not, and of course the tech won’t make any predictions as to what the doctor will say. A cardiologist will analyse the data on Monday and they’ll fax the report to the aviation medical examiner sometime (late?) next week.

    Then we’ll see if I’ll be allowed to fly an airplane myself or have to bum rides for the rest of my life…