Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Learning Finnish

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I have the interesting experience of being in a remote location that has attracted Finnish, Italian and Portugese inhabitants. People who love fish, wine and living near water.

My spunky patient, Ginny, was on a roll today. Carl had come by, and she fluttered with excitement.

When I told her it was time to head to the gym, out of her mouth flowed a melodious word. I think it was paskiainen. Her eyes twinkled. Her smile was wide.

"What was that, Ginny?"

She whispered the translation.

Son of a bitch!

We laughed and she headed willingly to the gym....

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