Happy holidays to anybody that stumbles in here.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
I'm still in recovery. I did too much today. It seems that anything is too much. I spend more time flat on my back than doing anything else.
Stairs are a no-no without my brace. Even one step.
Eight weeks of uselessness, four or more to go.
I found a tape the Bryon made. It has him laughing.
He had such an intoxicating laugh.
I have to go now.
Friday, April 17, 2009
I had fusion surgery on my L5-S1. It was a PLIF.
Pretty routine stuff. The thing I want to note is that my sense of taste is about 100 times better now than it was.
The way I figure it, I was in such pain and spent so much effort getting through it that I lost sense of other things.
When I woke up in recovery the first thing I noticed was a severe need to pee. Then I noticed that I had no pain in my back and leg. Oh there was some discomfort from the surgery but the pain was gone.
Before thr surgery I thought my leg was broken, my calf twisted, mt foot distorted, my toes pointing in all directions. Moving, sitting, laying, existing was unbearable. There were times when I wished I could cut off everything from the waste down. Then all of a sudden all I had was the pain of a little muscle pull.
When I had my first meal, it was as though I was being fed concentrated everything. A spoon of jello tasted like I'd bitten into a block of concentrated lime. The beans tasted like the freshed green beans, the meat was super spicy and even the cold water tasted like it poured fresh off a glacier.
The whole experience was almost undescribable.
Monday, February 23, 2009
I had forgotten what I wanted to say but now I remember what it was and just don't want to say it.
I will say this though.
My dearest niece is getting married. I am so happy for her. She has experienced so many hardships in her life and deserves a break. She sent pictures of her in her dress. Absolutely beautifull! The two go togeather so well it's as though the dress maker saw her one day and decided to design the perfect dress for her.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Cold, Windy, the beasts have lockjaw. Well at least for us they did. Others were able capture prisoners amany. Our booty consisted of one moderately large prisoner. It took five times what we had to earn the praise of the king and receive tokens for our efforts.