November 2002 rediagnosed with a recurring tumor I am going to bring you through the whole fun thing
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Brain Tumor History And Other Rants
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Wednesday, April 07, 2004
Got Seizure?
Wednesday April 7, 2004 6pm Facial Seizure again it began with a little ticking in the face, then it stopped for about 5 seconds and then it went on for about a minute this time, it seems to linger a little at the end with some eyebrow ticks at the end.
Hey when you got it you got it.
So I feel like I am missing the boat. Come on I mean here I am a head-case, and the only drugs I am on is to prevent me from having seizures, chemo, and vitamins. I mean this blog would be twitching if I didn’t take those drugs, I wouldn’t even have time to write, I would never stand still enough.
But seriously, I am not supposed to drink, I have never like “recreational” drugs, how about a little something to take the edge off, and keep me relaxed more. I mean I am not about the whole hip to be on prozac thing. I mean I had valium in the hospital, and I thought I was on the love boat. But who needs to be addicted to something on top of needing to take some drugs.
But I think it is time for me to research a little something something. You know make the world a sunnier place (picture me mowing the lawn in the rain, shoveling snow that doesn’t exist). I mean I might just turn into that weird old guy that lives alone in the neighborhood that all the kids talk about. You know the one, every neighborhood had one. And it will be like on the Sopranos it will be the telephone game. My neighbor’s parents know what is wrong with me, and they partially explain it to one kid, then that kid tells it to another and by the time it is done, I am a former ax murderer who is on the child molesting protection list. Go figure why they steal my tulips in the spring.
So I go to get my blood checked today. All levels were up, I promised the doctor I would try to screw that up before I see him again in 2 weeks. Well on Wednesday there are volunteers in the cancer center in Morristown Hospital that set up a little spread of coffee cookies juice fresh fruit a guy playing the piano it’s a nice little set up. So after my appointment I had some time to kill (don’t we all) so I went over got some doughnuts and cookies and sat down at a little table. SO I was eavesdropping at a table next to me and everyone was comparing illness’s like old war stories. I said to myself now isn’t this a morbid group. So then this guy comes over and sits at the table, and now we are on! It’s our turn to swap stories. I swear it was like that retarded thing they do with timed dating / talking whatever they call it. So it turns out I had to kick out some history on myself. Turns out his wife was in for treatment and he was waiting for her. He was a real nice guy, his wife well let me skip to the end. She comes over and looks right at him, let’s go we have to be somewhere and they storm off. Oh yeah nice to meat you too. I got dumped on at the cancer social. Next thing I know I am eavesdropping on one of the volunteers talk to this guy about her golf club. Then I said to myself, I don’t get sports number one, and golf, no way, and she belongs to a club. Just as I figured she has nowhere to be so she does some good for people, but to have to hear about the golf club yadda yadda. That’s when I realized it was time to move on.
7:18 PM
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