My son finally went for his hospital appointment recently. We now have a name for the lump on his neck it’s called a pharyngeal cyst. For those who don’t know, I will skip back to a few months ago when my son developed a small lump on the front of his throat. At first, this was scary looking but, as it got bigger, it looked more cyst-like and actually less scary. Everything has been topsy-turvey for health care facilities what with the coronavirus having taken centre stage, and the wait for appointments for other conditions is longer than usual. We have been waiting for an appointment at the local hospital and only NHS hospital in Malta which came around only last week.
Both my kids have needed hospital treatment for something, and I can honestly say every paediatrician in the hospital has been excellent. I cannot fault the care my kids have received at the Mater Dei hospital in Malta. This paediatrician continued the trend.
He ummed and ahhed, and poked and prodded. My son, whose behaviour is far from guaranteed, was a little angel and charmed everyone. He sat very still and did everything he was asked. Even answering very politely “My name is Taran.” when he felt it was needed.
The paediatrician found a couple of problems. The first was he could see where the cyst had emerged from my son’s throat but not where it started. He made some calls, and off we trotted to ultrasound. We got pushed into the queue, I think we shortened somebody’s break, but we got seen, before rushing back to our paediatrician. He looked at all the results, and here came the second problem; we were in the wrong place. It was an ear, nose throat problem. The cyst actually started at the top of my son’s oesophagus but had worked down through the skin to the angry red lump we were currently seeing at the base of my son’s throat. The paediatrician did not want to send us away to wait for an appointment, so he personally went to the ENT department and pushed us into the queue bypassing months of waiting.
More poking and prodding and “My name is Taran.” and the ENT specialist, a very nice young lady, said my son would definitely need surgery. We need an MRI scan to measure where the surgeon would need to cut and the surgery to do the actual cutting. It’s scary but not as bad as it could have been and we can breathe a bit. Now we have to wait again, this time for an appointment for the MRI. Hopefully, it won’t be too long.
As for this recipe, I got some Dijon mustard recently. In case you are wondering Dijon mustard is not entirely paleo compliant so it’s more for the paleo-ish, low carb and keto followers. Also, I will share a little titbit because I had to look it up myself, Dijon mustard is with a capital first letter, in case anyone is like me and they aren’t really sure. For a long time, I was quite strict paleo, due to tummy health reasons and so kitchen experiments with Dijon mustard were off the table. Now, with everything intestinal at a relatively healed level, I can be a bit more flexible. Bring in the Dijon mustard and allow the experiments to begin!
First is this simple but tasty vinaigrette. Want to know how I figured out it tastes better the next day? Bad time management! I took so long testing, adding and retesting I hadn’t left enough time to make a salad to go with it. I shoved it into the fridge till the next day and when it came out again – voila! It tasted and looked even better than the day before. So, if anyone asks I totally meant to do it!
Dijon Mustard Vinaigrette
- 6 tbsp light olive oil
- 2 tbsp apple cider vinegar
- 2 tsp Dijon mustard
- 2 cloves garlic
- 1/4 tsp salt
- 1/4 tsp black pepper
- Crush the garlic cloves.
- Whisk all the ingredients together.