I might soon be back in town, but you’ll be glad to know I won’t be making too much of a nuisance of myself as I have finals to look forward to at the start of June. And it is my desperate aversion to avoid studying that brings me to the subject of this post – it’s designed to help you show off next time you talk literature with friends.
Many of our glorious readers are Asian, which makes this even better for you as now you can demonstrate you could quite easily have sailed through medical school had it interested you, so tell Mum to be quiet.
Steer the conversation onto Salman Rushdie. I don’t know, perhaps use last night’s Sharpe episode as a seguÃ© or just chuck on some Shalimar. Then say that you can make spot diagnoses simply by looking at patients, just like House. You say you think Salman Rushdie has dystrophia myotonica.
This condition is characterised by bilateral ptosis (inability to open the eyes fully) and frontal balding. See exhibit A:
As the disease progresses facial expression is lost due to muscle weakness. As you can see in exhibit B, this has clearly already taken effect as you should really look a lot happier in these pictures. Smile dude, she was in Star Trek!
Ah ok, he probably doesn’t – at least I hope not as the average life expectancy is shortened. But it is possible he has a mild form and hell your friends won’t know as long as you say it with conviction. I would need to shake his hand (sufferers have difficulty relaxing their grasp) and examine his neck to be sure.
Just felt like a random post. There seems to have been plenty of moving and shaking within the world of brown books as of late, what with Touristanis and Opal Mehta getting wild (storming up the top 10 Technorati search rankings) so perhaps that’s why I thought I’d share my Rushdie revelation with you.
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