Cacat I Not Wannabe!

Interesting was yesterday's episode of House. (Season Two, Episode 10: Failure To Communicate)

Like Edward Vogler said, "Doc-doc-doctor House is in the house!"


The patient, a famous-retiring journalist, was admitted for difficulty in language after a fall. Not only were the people around him were clueless of what he's trying to say to him, but he couldn't write what he thought of writing as well!

Apparently, the condition's called aphasia, where one suffer partial or total loss of the ability to articulate ideas or comprehend spoken or written language, due to damage to the brain caused by injury or disease.

Click HERE for more information about this disorder.

While watching, i was thinking to myself, this would be a scary to be stuck with should neurological disorder!

Imagine, if i were to speak to my editor in aphasia mode;

Editor: So Bernard, how did the assignment go?
Bernard: Kill band call nothingness flew.
Editor: I beg your pardon?
Bernard: Kill band call nothingness flew. Cramped meatloaf?
Editor: What?
Bernard: Cramp meatloaf, home bear?
Editor: Err... i think you might need to see a doctor NOW!

Aphasia has been added into my list of fears! Though, being lame (err.. literally and figutively) is the least of my problem. OR is it?

Hmmm... a life of a journalist is most of the time, if not always, interesting and exciting. Ya?



Love & Peace!~

BC?