…given the glacial pace at which Penn State Judicial Affairs operates, as evidenced by sanctions recently imposed on wrestling team members for a hazing incident in 2005, the participants in the Saturday Night Massacre at the Meridian II might well be grandfathers by the time their ultimate punishment is decided.
Archives for May 2007
Those of you who look to The Turkey for instant, up-to-the-second news will be thrilled to know that I just learned of the Paternoesque punishment for the pugilistic party-crashers of the Penn State football team. My derivative news is subject to the delay factor of my whim of the moment, or my pain in the neck, or whatever. In any case, Paterno has decided on a unique form of punishment for “the incident”—the April Fool’s Day Massacre, better known as “On Any Given Saturday Night in State College.” This, of course, gives us something to talk about now that the muted buzzing following a dull Nittany Lion Blue/White spring game, the offensive line disappointments, and the ho-hum performance in the NFL Draft has long been lain to rest. Accordingly, let me take this opportunity to be the last of the acknowledged non compos mentis bloggers to weigh in on this background noise.
On Monday of last week, Paterno decried that the punishment for the team’s involvement in the fray would be levied against the entire team, not just those players singled out by the State College Police Department and the Centre County Assistant District Attorney. The punishment for what Paterno referred to as a “team embarrassment,” as you have undoubtedly read elsewhere by now, will take place over the entire 2007 season, and will require that the team de-trash Beaver Stadium after each home game.
It’s been a long time since I’ve written about health care, but in view of some recent developments on my personal health front, I felt the urge to blow off some steam once again.
My neck and back have long been sources of pain and frustration. MRIs and X-rays at various times in the past have revealed arthritic changes that were causing the pain by impinging on nerves at various points. Thus, it was no surprise that after my most recent bout with a two-week painful stiff neck, with severely restricted head motion, an MRI revealed that I had spinal cord compression at C4-5.
The story here is how the medical industry handled this diagnosis and how I probably could have the diagnosis almost four years ago if my doctor of the time hadn’t been dismissive, for whatever reason.