Was pleased to finally receive my MSc dissertation grade yesterday, a fairly convincing 80%, notification arriving whilst I was in the midst of teaching a workshop on Advanced Linux and Shell Scripting for HPC (the Intro version of the workshop was held the day before). It would have been a couple of percent higher I suspect if I hadn't uploaded the wrong version as my final, which had a misnumbered chapter and a page formatting error. That did not seem to matter to my examiner who gave a rather positive report. Nevertheless, I've fixed those errors on the "final final" copy that I have on my website. Now it's a case of waiting for the stiff piece of cardboard to arrive in the mail. Also started classes for my third paper for my masters in higher education, which is on academic leadership. I've done a previous course on leadership as part of my MBA, so it should be interesting to see how this differs.
There has been no definite diagnosis of my stomach issues. Visited a radiologist during the week who conducted an ultrasound and chatted with my GP a day later about the results. The liver slightly enlarged, a credit to its resilience after many decades of enjoying a drink, and there a small simple cyst that nobody seems concerned about. The gallblader has a number of very small gallstones and microlithiasis, but nothing blocking the duct. This is also an indication of my body's resilience given a lifetime consumption of dairy products. I've been referred to a gastroenterologist at the Alfred and go on their waiting list to have a gastroscopy, and I expect this will all take several weeks before there's an answer. My GP recommended I check myself to their ED if I have another attack: "it should bump you up the waiting list!"
I was rather saddened last night to hear of the passing of my Facebook friend,
alexlaw65 had died of a heart attack. He was a person who had plenty of quality time for opinionated fools and would brilliantly stir the possum to aggravate them to such a frenzy that they looked even more foolish in their pronouncements. But also, he was a person who had great respect for a carefully informed opinion that took into account principles and just outcomes. Having cut his teeth as a leftwing pagan in regional Queensland during the Joh Bjelke-Petersen days he obviously was not afraid to take on conservative opinions from a minority position. His health had not been good for a while, and nor had his finances; it gives me some pleasure to say I helped him out a couple of times on the latter. The world is going to be a lesser place without him.
There has been no definite diagnosis of my stomach issues. Visited a radiologist during the week who conducted an ultrasound and chatted with my GP a day later about the results. The liver slightly enlarged, a credit to its resilience after many decades of enjoying a drink, and there a small simple cyst that nobody seems concerned about. The gallblader has a number of very small gallstones and microlithiasis, but nothing blocking the duct. This is also an indication of my body's resilience given a lifetime consumption of dairy products. I've been referred to a gastroenterologist at the Alfred and go on their waiting list to have a gastroscopy, and I expect this will all take several weeks before there's an answer. My GP recommended I check myself to their ED if I have another attack: "it should bump you up the waiting list!"
I was rather saddened last night to hear of the passing of my Facebook friend,