Had an echo-cardiogram yesterday, which is an ultrasound to check out my heart. My rheumatologist is trying to determine the cause of my frequent bouts of shortness of breath. It was a novel experience, watching and listening to the ba-dump of my heart on the monitor. Also a bit painful as my left breast got squashed for a bit as the tech tried to get a clearer image through it.
1. I’m sure the techs wish the heart were smack dab in the middle of the chest instead of off to the left.
2. Men have it easy in so many ways.
Then we went for a brief bout of Christmas shopping before coming home to a lonesome Hobkin who was very glad to see us.
Saw a show on the Discovery channel that I just adored. It was on the platypus. Some scientists fitted a bunch of the (adorable) beasties with radio transmitters and followed them to their burrows and snaked some tiny night vision video cameras in to observe them.
Things I learned:
– The plural for platypus does not appear to be platypuses or platypi, but rather “platypus.”
– These animals have to be the most unlikely things on Earth. Not only do they have a duck’s bill and webbed feet, a beaver’s tail, and lay eggs. But they’re also venomous in that they’ve got a spur on their hind legs which is poisonous AND their tail appears to be prehensile. They showed footage of a female platypus using hers to haul up piles of leaves and sticks to line her burrow with.
An egg-laying mammal, with a bird’s beak, webbed feet, a prehensile beaver tail, and a poisonous spur. Doesn’t it seem like someone just decided to make an animal with whatever spare parts were lying around and the result was the platypus?
There’s a story there . . .