Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Just wait for the old man....

Libraries, traffic school, classrooms, church, are all places where you are supposed to be deadly silent, and are all places I have been kicked out of for uncontrollable laughter. I would fail miserably at this japanese game show,"Silent Library", but it made me crack up laughing when I saw it. So much so that Joe had to stop by and find out what was so hilarious.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

Comics, comics, and more comics. About a long box full.

Wanna know the best way to escape inarticulatable frustration at your doctors lack of a call about the latest step in your fight for your health as your pain escalates?

Comics, and more importantly a plethora of good comics, at twenty cents a piece. I am talking full Morrison runs of Doom Patrol and New X-men, Allred X-Statix and X-force, and almost complete run of Hate. Couple those with miscellaneous issues of comic goodness that I have and haven't heard of, making those future days of lying darkly in bed not as bad.

A whole hearted thank you and tip of the hat to Jeff Lester of Comix Experience for spreading the wealth. It's appreciated. And any time your wife needs more closet space Joe and I are at your service.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

"if you are gonna get cancer, this is the one you want....."

I sit here vicodin coursing through my veins, a slight warm intoxicating buzz surrounds my senses, but not enough to dull the pain.

The doctors aren't sure what the pain's specific reason is (shades of the accident I realize), but they believe it is probably related to my enlarged lymph node next to my kidney. No one wants to say it to me in so many words, but they seem pretty sure its lymphoma.

Now how would you know that, you ask?

Well, my non-trusting doctor skills led me to review and copy my CT scan they foolishly let me transport to my specialist appointment. And the CT scan reader proclaimed with an almost bored certainty the aforementioned diagnosis. I played that sound file on the scan, over and over and over and over.

Secondly, the specialist mentioned lymphoma as a possibility and one by one all of the other possibilities fell to the way side along with the tests that negated them. I go in for another more comprehensive CT on the fourth and see the doctor again on the tenth. Eventually they want to do a biopsy of the lymph node, but they have to make sure that the inserting needle won't damage my entangled kidney as they steal a piece. The biopsy will be the ultimate arbiter of my fate.

Much personal research was done and it seems of all the cancers you can get lymphoma is the best, with the least possible relapse chances. And it sounds like all the related words like chemo and removal of the mass apply.

So I am in that medical grey area once more full of guesses, pain, prayers, depression, and most importantly hope.

Once more into the breach........

LP 1

The first album sits quietly on the shelf.

Give it a spin....