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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Monday, March 07, 2005
3/7/05
The clock keeps ticking closer and closer.
I have been up since 5 am got into the city by 630. MRI at 745 AM waited for someone to show up to help me at 8 am. I needed someone from my surgical team there. My MRI ran late then of course, they said no injection, then gave me an injection and dammit she stunk punctured my vein and all, I need them highways this week. I never saw her unfortunately I can’t ID her. 9:20 at the next appt. they call me in at 9:30 (still in the am here). Oh food check one muffin at 7 am. Now I have to do a Neuro-Psych exam. I know, I know you all know I am crazy, no they look to measure my current cognitive skills pre-op, and expect me to show up for another round of that post-op to look for any differences. So they say this can take all day, uh-like-no, next appt. 2:00 pm. So long story short, don’t remind me of these word short term long term memory games, I get it done in 3 hours. All of it. Then I see a woman from my surgical team she goes, “You ready for tomorrow?”.
So I say, “You don’t know me.”
Sorry wrong show I said no we go on Thursday, and she said she had an opening on Tuesday. Hey I may be a good customer, but I aint no sucker so I said, no everyone that is helping me has arranged their schedules around Thursday. I need to keep that. So she gives me a scrip. Then I do my pre-surgery testing with them. Remember Muffin at 7 am. It is now like 1:45 pm I am swimming in hunger, so we break out of there I eat 1 slice of Sicilian and ½ a meat roll, now we go from starving to bloated, and I am running no races, so bloated wins. So next appointment pre testing, basic, blood, urine EKG, chest x-ray. This takes like 2 hours, these people were killing me. Ever been so tired that the tile floor looks comfortable? I am there, at this point. I see 3 more people and am done around 4:15 pm. And now I am up writing this to y’all. My extended family. I am still debating a plane trip to Miami on Thursday, that is plan B. I dunno, my plate is getting a little, “ Bob is a scared MF’r now”.
There are a few more details like 3 different cars to get me home from the city, when one driver and car is not enough. But I am wasted, and don’t want out of bed until noon tomorrow.
Thanks for all the emails and energy I need it all this week, that is what is pushing my ass to do this in NYC instead of sunning in Miami.
The Day The Whole World Went Away
by Nin
album: And All That Could Have Been (2002),
The Fragile
I'd listen to the words he'd say
But in his voice i heard decay
The plastic face forced to portray
All the insides left cold and gray
There is a place that still remains
It eats the fear it eats the pain
The sweetest price he'll have to pay
The day the whole world went away
na na nah
na na na, nah
na na nah
na na na, nah
Direct hits at people:
We heard you were arrested in Mexico? Who get’s arrested in Mexico, they don’t have laws, That’s like Canada being a country!
Quarters
Book sales
Don’t make me kick your ass in air hockey
Skirt steak
There is only 1 drama queen bigger than me, and it must be how we’re related
Matthew the beach boy!
Next:
Lou Reed
Sword Of Damocles - ExternallyI see The Sword of Damocles is right above your headThey're trying a new treatment to get you out of bedBut radiation kills both bad and goodit can not differentiateSo to cure you they must kill youThe Sword of Damocles hangs above your headNow I have seen lots of peoples diefrom car crashes or drugsLast night on 33rd st. I saw a kid get hit by a busBus this drawn out torture over which part of you livesis very hard to takeTo cure you they must kill youThe Sword of Damocles above your headThat mix of morphine and dexedrinewe use it on the streetIt kills the pain and keeps you upyour very soul to keepBut this guessing game has its own rulesthe good don't always winand might makes rightThe Sword of Damoclesis hanging above your headIt seems everything's done that must be donefrom over here though things don't seem fairBut there are things that we can't knowmaybe there's something over thereSome other world that we don't know aboutI know you hate that mystic shitIt's just another way of seeingThe Sword of Damocles above your head
Next:
I really hope to have everyone, and all their thoughts and energy carry me through this, but just one set of footprints can bring me to other side when I look back, I am in his hands…..
11:18 PM
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