Wah a gwaan? Naw seh nutten!

Wah a gwaan? (What is happening, or what’s goin down?) Naw seh nutten! (Nothing really! Or, not saying a thing!)

That was just a little bit of translation for the non-Jamaican visitors to this site, some of whom I am sure, by their frequent visits to this site as well as Mad Bull’s have become quite proficient with some of the more commonly used Jamaican patois phrases and, not to mention, our rather colourful claats (expletives). Anyhow, this entry is really not about Jamaican patois per se. Maybe, one day I may decide to do a post about that, not that I consider myself to be any linguist.

It is just that the title of this post sums up today’s happenings (or lack thereof) in a very good way. When greeting bredrens sometimes, we frequently ask, “Wah a gwaan?” If there is really nothing worthy of mention, then we reply, “Naw seh nutten!” Hence, today was just another one of those Mondays, work and more of it.

Incidentally, the patient that I had mentioned I think last week, that we suspected has a Cutaneous Lymphoma (Cancer of the Lymph nodes with skin involvement) has been diagnosed as such. Yup, his biopsy confirmed our suspicions, no surprises there. He will start chemotherapy soon. One of the drugs he is likely to receive, is something called Adriamycin, a pretty horrible medication in terms of its potential side effects. I dubbed it, ‘The Red Poison’ long ago. I guess that cancer is pretty radical disease, hence, the treatment of it is pretty rough too. If we could treat it better with less harsh drugs, I guess we would. Hail to research and development. Only problem is, anything we make nowadays that is newer and better at treating disease, usually is so rass expensive. Sigh. Some of the perils of life and the practice of Medicine. Please do not feel that I am unburdening myself on you, I’m just putting my thoughts on ‘paper’. (And I guess you must like reading them, or you would have logged out long ago! ) You must think that I’m very nuff (conceited). No not really, just trying to interject a little humor, you should know me by now, a sucker for a good laugh.

So. Wah a gwaan in Jamaica? Well, the damn election hype is changing into third gear, with the parties and their candidates bashing each other, making rebuttals about statements and the usual crap. The same old shit, just a different year!

Apparently there was a fashion show with entertainment on the weekend, including Usher. I don’t mind his music at all. The name of the show was Sashi. Follow this link if you care to read more about Sashi.

Apparently, a guy who was in the audience, was captivated by one of the female models. She was wearing a bikini with a gold belt around her waist, that was mimicking a gun belt. The man apparently shouted out to show his appreciation, “Gyal me woulda kill you right now!” (Girl, I would kill you right now!) Now, I wonder what he planned to use as the ‘murder’ weapon?

So, there were fashion shows on the weekend, the politicians are having a hey day, and there is work. To top it off, the weekend just finished and I was on call, so me tiyad (I’m tired). I have a funny feeling that an early bedtime would be in good order. In summary, dat is what a gwaan (that is what is going on). Later bredrens.

3 Responses to “Wah a gwaan? Naw seh nutten!”

  1. BlueWolf Says:
    I wish you would write that post about patois… I find it very interesting. And I love that you not only translate, but explain… It shows a writer that’s aware of his audience and speaking to them (rather than writing for writing’s sake). It’s a trait that many work hard for, yet seems to come naturally to you. So glad you started blogging…
  2. Dr. D. Says:
    Thanks Blue Wolf. I’m not the only one who does this translating though, I’m sure you have read Mad Bull, and he does it also. I will work on the patois post in my head and see what I can come up with soon. Take care.
  3. Rufie Says:
    Only been away a little over two (2) years doc and I have to tell you that things haven’t changed one bit, socially, financially, religiously or politically. The more things change, they more they remain the same!