Friday, December 2, 2022
Dave got his neurologist's report back yesterday. He already knew the results based on his conversations with the doctor (as I mentioned a few days ago). But he got a kick out of the report because it went into a lot more detail. He sent it to me in an e-mail and said, "I have a 'boat-shaped' head and an extra spleen!"
Have you ever heard of a "splenunculus"? I hadn't either. Apparently it's a small amount of splenic tissue found outside the normal spleen, also known as an "accessory spleen." They're not uncommon, and Dave has one. (Leave it to him to have a fancy accessory.)
The doctor also noted that Dave's head is "scaphocephalic," another word I'd never heard. It basically means a skull that's longer and narrower than usual, having something to do with the way a baby's skull plates are fused. I Googled up some images and darned if Dave doesn't have a scaphocephalic head. I always thought it was just a little peculiar, not a medical condition. Who knew?!
I love him anyway. I have kind of a weirdly-shaped head myself, so I can identify. (Mine isn't scaphocephalic. It's just big. Big enough that in grade school I was known as "egghead" and/or "peanut head.")
If Dave and I had a child, it might look like the creature in the "Alien" movies.
Here's a photo posted to Facebook by our dog-walker, showing Olga and some of her companions clearly waiting for a treat. It's nice to see that she plays well with others. Or at least doesn't gnaw their ears off. (Olga has only had one scuffle with another dog on her walks that we're aware of, and it resulted in Olga's ear being injured. She's not very fierce.)
I'm not sure what's on Olga's collar. Looks like a little spool of dog-poo bags, but why would each dog need one? I think it might actually be something like a GPS locator in case one of them runs off. Anyway, it's nice to see evidence that she really IS out of the house and having fun during the day.
(Top photo: Some food trucks on Byng Place near University College London.)