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Posted on Wednesday, February 08, 2012 - 08:15 am:
I meet with the surgeon again this Friday morning (Feb. 10). I'm pretty much over my cold, so I think he'll set a date then. The C-T Scan was an Interesting experience. The scan itself was nothing unexpected; the interesting part was the dye they injected me with. The tech warned me that I would feel hot. I thought it would be like a hot flash; a sweaty, prickly hot kind of experience. It wasn't. It felt like somebody slid me into a hot Pizza oven; a very hot, dry heat. The dye also made me feel like I was urinating. I wasn't, but it sure felt like I peed myself. All the tests have been taken now, and all the preparations have been made. Now, I just have to sit and wait for the surgery to happen. Hopefully, it'll be soon. I just want to get it over with, and move on with my life. This waiting feels endless and is driving me nuts! (it's a short drive, but scenic!) Oh, Blake; They'll insert a catheter after they put me out for the surgery. When I wake up from the anesthesia, I'll be catheterized, have three tubes coming out of my abdomen, and have a breathing tube down my throat. It's kind of disconcerting when I think about it.
Posted on Wednesday, February 08, 2012 - 08:48 am:
Good luck Crusty, I'll be praying for you.
Both times I have had to go into surgery, it's been a surreal experience. Kind of like watching a movie that somebody who looked like me was in. And my brain kind of suppresses all the awful details in hindsight anyway... so things that I would think about now as being awful... at the time were just "ok, another indignity, add it to the list, lets move on". Probably my brains coping strategy...
I'll be praying and believing that you'll come out of this better than ever.
My dad had open-heart surgery about 5 years ago. It was only by the will of God that he lasted that long, because the doctor said that when he went to pull the valve out, it crumbled into pieces as soon as he touched it. He asked my dad how long he knew about his bad valve, and he told the doctor he had known about it for 9 years(!!!), but waited until he could find a job with insurance before he went under the knife.
I think I'm going to start my own church. It's going to be called something like, The Powerhouse Church of the Presumptuous Assumption that God is a Practical Joker . Today, I rode my bike to Worcester in the sleet and rain to have my second Pre Surgery Evaluation. I went through this a few weeks ago; but because the surgery was postponed, I had to go through it all again. They drew six (6!) Vials of blood (1 blue, 1 yellow, 2 Lavender, 1 light blue and 1 purple), had me pee in a cup, took chest X-rays, measured my pulse, took my blood pressure, checked my blood oxygen content, took my temperature, weighed me, measured my height, wired me up and took an EKG, listened to my heart with a stethoscope, took a culture from inside my nostrils with a foot long Q-tip and took a culture from inside my rectum with a foot long Q-tip, had me go through a long interview with the Nurse-Practitioner, and had me go through a long interview with the Anesthesiologist. Then they informed me that my surgery is postponed until March 6. These delays are destroying what little sanity I have left. The idea of letting somebody split my chest open like a baked stuffed lobster, then cutting my heart open so that he can take out a vital component and replace it with a stainless steel and carbon device, quite frankly, terrifies me. Twice, I've gotten my courage to the point where I think I can get to the O.R., and stay rational long enough to let them give me potent drugs that will turn my consciousness off like a light switch; and now, twice they've put the surgery off. I can readily understand why Daffy Duck bounces around going, "Woo Hoo! Woo Hoo! Woo Hoo!" The good news is that I won't need to do another PSE. The bad news is that I get to have crazy nightmares for one more week. As always; I'll keep everybody informed if anything changes. God really is a Practical Joker.
Crusty! took my temperature, weighed me, measured my height, wired me up and took an EKG, listened to my heart with a stethoscope, took a culture from inside my nostrils with a foot long Q-tip and took a culture from inside my rectum with a foot long Q-tip
that alone would scare me half to death! I'm thinking the only thing worse would be if they used the same Q-tip to get both culture tests!
hang in there John! Can't wait to see you back at the Buell Homecoming again!
They probably put it off so they could finish reading the instructions, and maybe watch the video just one more time. I hope it really goes on the 6th! Keeping ya'll on my list! Rotzaruck!
I want to thank you all for your well wishes, Positive Energy and Prayers. 31 hours from this moment, using all the courage I can muster, I'll be presenting myself to the UMass Memorial Medical Center, so that they may use their knowledge and skill to repair my malfunctioning heart. I have begun the preparations necessary to prevent undesirable complications. I've been applying an antibiotic ointment twice a day to the inside of my nostrils; and tomorrow, I start showering and scrubbing my torso with special antibiotic soap as well as gargling with special mouthwash. For the first time in 17 years, I am clean shaven; and will continue to be so until the surgery. My life has taken on a very unreal aspect that I can't really describe, but I sure can feel it. Some of the neatest people that I've ever met are here on this forum.It's been a pleasure to have gotten to know all of you. Fb1 (Ferris) I'm sorry I didn't respond to your post over on the Impeach Obama thread, but I was busy, and by the time I got back to it, the thread had moved into a totally different direction. Thank you all again for your support.
"Strike your own evening drum, morning bell, then shut the door. Lamp burning low by a solitary pillow; gray ashes where just now you stirred the stove to red. Lie and listen to raindrops splattering the window."
If you're anything like me...you'll be fine. God protects the stupid, and doesn't want us before He's ready. Coulda had me in '08, but sent me back (still trying to figure out why...but, here I am).
My thoughts are with you. If I, a complete stranger, can do anything...just shout.
I just got out a few days ago for (TORS) TransOral Robotic Surgery and Neck Dissection was done on me I am slowly feeling better.
Hey Crusty, I hope your feeling better and May your sponge baths requests have better results than mine did. (me=Zero) I did get some action with cute nurse and a suppository but that wasn't my idea. even when the other cutie who pulled out my cathiter said "this is gonna sting" as she pulled it out..., I still say I am correct in that they should say something in sexy voice like, "mmmmmm this is going to feel soooo goood".
Crusty, Will look forward to seeing your AFTER surgery report(s). Betting you will keep them docs in line. Wishing you the speediest of all recoveries! D
Fb1 (Ferris) I'm sorry I didn't respond to your post over on the Impeach Obama thread, but I was busy, and by the time I got back to it, the thread had moved into a totally different direction.
Totally understand. Take care of yourself; we'll defend the country until you're back in the saddle again.
My prays are for you tomorrow. My girlfriends father went in for emergency heart surgery last Wednesday. Replaced the valve. The doctors all told him he was not a candidate because they did not think he would make it off the table due to lung capacity and stuff.
Well I believe the surgery took a total of 90 min and his heart output double by just replacing the valve. He is recovering nicely with many drugs for the pain.
You will be a new man when it is done and the doctors know what to do.