Obama wins, I almost die, and lose my hair.
Dear Gentle Readers,
What an interesting couple weeks I had. "The surgery?" you ask? Ok...plus asides.
It pretty much failed.
The key parts are in red--electrical stuff.
Well the first part, and most delicate part, implanting the leads of the operation, went VERY well. Apparently things went down hill from there. The computer, now deeply located in my chest was infected, badly. They had to rip almost everything out--except the leads. By time I made it back to the ER I was in cold sweats.
For the three days that it was in me were some of the best I ever had. For the first time in around 13 years I could think clearly, my body did EXACTLY what I told it to do; I could run, walk, talk normally, dance--YES--dance!
And then with the flip of an anesthesiologists switch...
It was all gone.
Cruelty...by no one's fault.
Recovery? Good question. I didn't get home to Minnesota from San Francisco until quite late on November 6, 2008. A very confusing and frustrating day. And then I heard my wife from a corner of the luggage pickup place. GOD! It was so good to see her. She has since learned how to put in an IV thru a PICC ( ? ) line and we are lining things up for the other nursing services.
I will be on these massively powerful antibiotics (the other end of the PICC line has to be in my heart--but I digress) for about 4 to 6 weeks. Then no antibiotics to check how they worked. Then another 3 or 4 weeks to get scheduled for surgery. THEN ... then we hopefully finish off what I had hoped to get done during the last weeks. Which, by the way, is where I was locked up during the elections. I f-ing knew in spite of my horror that Obama was going to win. But here in Minnesota, AL FUCKING FRANKLIN IS IN A RECOUNT AGAINST SENATOR NORM COLEMAN! There is nothing funny about the former comedian Al Franklin -- quite the reverse.
Norm has ALLOT of experience in both state and federal levels plus major achievements. Sometimes...
"Hair?" Thank you, much better. Due to all the rather nasty treatment of my skull and surrounding tissues it is impossible to make it even a somewhat level look to my hair until they're done digging around hopefully in February 2009. Why even bother? One of my nurses says it makes me look "sexy." May not hurt that I lost over 20 pounds in the last two weeks! But "sexy?"
I think not.
Time passes.
Love to all except one!
What an interesting couple weeks I had. "The surgery?" you ask? Ok...plus asides.
It pretty much failed.
The key parts are in red--electrical stuff.
Well the first part, and most delicate part, implanting the leads of the operation, went VERY well. Apparently things went down hill from there. The computer, now deeply located in my chest was infected, badly. They had to rip almost everything out--except the leads. By time I made it back to the ER I was in cold sweats.
For the three days that it was in me were some of the best I ever had. For the first time in around 13 years I could think clearly, my body did EXACTLY what I told it to do; I could run, walk, talk normally, dance--YES--dance!
And then with the flip of an anesthesiologists switch...
It was all gone.
Cruelty...by no one's fault.
Recovery? Good question. I didn't get home to Minnesota from San Francisco until quite late on November 6, 2008. A very confusing and frustrating day. And then I heard my wife from a corner of the luggage pickup place. GOD! It was so good to see her. She has since learned how to put in an IV thru a PICC ( ? ) line and we are lining things up for the other nursing services.
I will be on these massively powerful antibiotics (the other end of the PICC line has to be in my heart--but I digress) for about 4 to 6 weeks. Then no antibiotics to check how they worked. Then another 3 or 4 weeks to get scheduled for surgery. THEN ... then we hopefully finish off what I had hoped to get done during the last weeks. Which, by the way, is where I was locked up during the elections. I f-ing knew in spite of my horror that Obama was going to win. But here in Minnesota, AL FUCKING FRANKLIN IS IN A RECOUNT AGAINST SENATOR NORM COLEMAN! There is nothing funny about the former comedian Al Franklin -- quite the reverse.
Norm has ALLOT of experience in both state and federal levels plus major achievements. Sometimes...
"Hair?" Thank you, much better. Due to all the rather nasty treatment of my skull and surrounding tissues it is impossible to make it even a somewhat level look to my hair until they're done digging around hopefully in February 2009. Why even bother? One of my nurses says it makes me look "sexy." May not hurt that I lost over 20 pounds in the last two weeks! But "sexy?"
I think not.
Time passes.
Love to all except one!