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  • High Noon

    Friday I went into the surgery center looking to be out by 3:30.  The doctor had told Joanna that if I wasn’t out at 3:30 that it would be time to worry.

    I went at High Noon bringing the necessary paperwork and with a slight amount of fear on my mind. I knew that Doc Chako told me not to worry.  I remembered that a couple of my good friends at University Medical Center had told me great things about Dr. Thames, my surgeon.  But in my world, a healthy amount of fear is warranted.

    12:14 the paperwork was done and I was sitting in the waiting room with my parents.  Joanna had given me a wave as I walked into the center.  She was nervous and I talked to her while we waited.

    12:28 each second brought to me a new degree of fear, fear of the unknown.  Dad and I started making jokes about things not to hear during the surgery or what to do if we see the white light.

    At 12:38 they called me back and the nurse asked me to do the thing that embarasses most men before surgery. “Please change into the surgical gown.”  Now the surgical gown was short and it was cold in the room.  There was NO way I was giving up my lucky socks.  Yup, there was a fight for about one minute and she realized that she wasn’t going to win.  So the socks remained.

    At 12:45 she started the IV in my arm.  I hate needles more than anything in the world, nothing worse than having a hard piece of metal in my arm.  So I started to watch tv waiting for the surgeon.

    The surgeon came in and talked to me and marked the sites of the various removals.

    Then I waited…

    and waited…

    then the director of the center came in and said the words that I’d been hoping for.

    “With all the areas that we are working on we have a problem sir.  If we try for a local on everything we’d have issues with toxicity.  And I know you prefer to live.” (more…)

  • No obvious gall stones but …

    the doc still wants to remove the growths.

    Ok, I’m going to say it only once.  I have lipomas in me.  Its how I carry my fat.  Ten years ago I had one removed and it was found to be benign. Before Christmas I had a massage because of the stress of the holidays and work.  I had an unsually large amount of stress in my back.  When the therapist was relieving the stress in my back she noticed a twinkee sized lipoma on my left size near my ribs subcutaneously.

    “You should have that checked out,” she told me.

    So I did, first thing when I returned from vacation was go to the doctor, and he examined me.

    “Didn’t we have one of  these removed?” the doc asked me as he checked my records.

    “Yes, ten years ago,” I said not really worried cause he said then not to worry about them.

    “Well, I used to not be worried about these lipomas, but last year I saw a woman who had lipomas just like you.  We had them removed because they were causing her pain and one of them was cancerous.  I learned from her to take these seriously because she died after a 6 month painful battle. I want to send you have a surgical consultation,” that was said to me as he prescribed the usualy antibiotics for my sinus infection.

    I haven’t been sleeping well since that pronouncement.

    Yesterday I went to go see the surgeon.  And he was amazed by the number of these lipomas I have.  BUT he wasn’t concerned about the stomach or the back.  He was more concerned about a mass of these lipomas on my upper right arm.  He addressed a umbilical hernia that I had and said that all could be fixed in an outpatient treatment.

    “We should schedule it this week,” he said.

    There was no option, no delay.

    But after examining me he wanted me to have my gall bladder checked.  So this morning I went had blood work done, as well as an ekg.  Nothing funnier to a radiologist tech than asking “Mamm, is my baby going to make it?” while she is looking at the screen.

    She tried not to laugh but failed.

    After research and the great consultation by Doc Chako, I have nothing to worry about. They are nothing, I have nothing to worry about and I will be back at work on Monday.

    Mom and Dad are coming up to make sure I am ok after the surgery and also to probably throw stuff away in my house.

    If Doc Chako isn’t worried, then I’m not worried.

    I just didn’t want to tell everything until I knew more than what I did the last couple of days.  And Marshall, I’m still expecting my money.

  • If not now, when?

    Today I’ve been reminded as I looked across a tree filled with presents and food that I am lucky.

    For I ate today, there was someone who went without,

    For I was warm today, there was someone who was trying to stay warm,

    For I was clothed today, there was someone who was wearing a handy me down, from a handy me down,

    For I laughed with my family, there were people who lost loved ones today or never said what was in their heart before they left.

    For I am a lucky man to have been blessed with friends, with family, with the love of my life, my two children, I am truly a blessed man.

    But it is not the present that makes me happy, or the food or the clothes…

    It’s being with people who love and who love.

    Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.

    P.S. Happy Haunakah to the Wife and Doc Chako as well as any other celebrants of the 8 CRAZY NIGHTS.

    Lachaim!

    Sean

  • Booking a trip…

    Today, I did something for me.  Now some people will be concerned, some will be mad.  Personally, I really don’t care.  Because I booked today a trip out of the United States of America.  No, it wasn’t to Canada, I was tempted to see my friends north of the border, but instead I think I may go over the pond to see ancestors.

    Dates and further notices to be announced at a date when I give a damn, but right now I want to tell you  story:

    The princess slept as this prince slept near her, guarding her, for no one would hurt his sister on his watch.  The princess dreamt of presents and of finding the one man of her dreams, the prince dreamt of mighty battles and vanquishing evil.

    And the King watched over his two charges and looked with a smile and a tear.  His charges were not small anymore, they tried to solve their problems without involving the king, but sometimes their arguments brought down the house. 

    The Princess was the oldest and wanted all of the things done first because, she was the oldest and that’s how it was supposed to be, and of course she was a tween.

    The Prince was the youngest and wanted all the things for him done first, because unlike the princess, he never knew his father, just coming over twice a year didn’t build a relationship with him.

    The King tried his best to make their time with him in his kingdom a happy time, some times he ruled for the princess, and some times he ruled for the prince.

    But he saw his time on this earth coming to an end, not today, tomorrow but years down the line.  He wanted to make sure that he taught his charges the right from wrong and helping others.

    Times the old king dreamed would come faster, seem to come at a price.  Each time he saw his princess and prince, he was older, wiser and greyer.  His prince was handsome, and his princess a wonder and all he thought was the times he wasn’t there, running his kingdom, trying to help out the prince and princess.  Each time they came it felt like it would be the last.

    But then one day as he lay in the infirmary, he knew that he wouldn’t be there forever and tried to tell them often how he felt.

    But then sometimes young princes and princesses hear the words and yet don’t understand the true meaning.

    I love you my prince and princess.  May your dreams be filled with treasure, learning gallore, may you find the one who loves you without pause and may you find everlasting happiness with your charges.

    Love,

    Your King.

  • 4 Generations

    4 Generations
    4 Generations

     Finally we got the website up and working.  Reid upgraded the website to the newest software.

    So I’ll be checking in and out during the week.  Internet is crappy so Good Luck.