Well shoot, I should'a wrote yesterday. I done forgot what I was all excitis bout.
Ha ha ha....I ain't forgot, I was just mess'n with ya. Speak'n of mess'n, there's some people ya cain't mess with. I ain't got none of them on my blog. Ha, they all over there in Mr. Jone's swim pool. But I did encounter a few on Facebook when I was mess'n with Tracey. That's nephew Frank's wife. Some dad gum lady got all wadded up in her panties....or something like that, just 'cause I said a size 4 was perfect for a five foots tall woman.
Tuesday morn'n me an' Robert took off to the little town of Dallas. You can leave Texas out of the conversation at this time. The doctor was in a good mood....smile, shake hands, look at my MRI on the computer screen an' says...."Oh, I remember you". We discuss the procedure again an' I asks the two questions that I wanted to ask. Important questions. "Will I still have feeling in my right leg after he kills the nerves". He says well sure you will. Ya see, back when I was in the VA hospital, they was gonna shoot alcohol in my back to kill the nerves. That VA doctor said I would have no feeling in my leg. Well shoot, if'n I drilled a hole on my leg, I wouldn't even know it. If'n a pit bull was chew'n on my leg, I wouldn't feel a thing. With all the drill'n, saw'n, hammers an' chisels I work with on my lap, I want to know when I tear into that leg. That took care of question #1.
Question #2 deals with my deadly fear of needles. Ha, my second marriage was postponed 3 1/2 years all over a blood test. "Will I be sedated when he sticks them needles in my back"? Just in case ya don't know, the old Billy Bob don't like pain neither. He says yes you can if'n ya want it. Think'n needle, I ask him bout swaller'n a pill to sedate me. He said yes.....but he don't recommend that method 'cause of complications. That's all he had to say, I'll be look'n at a butterfly needle crammed into one my poor ol' innocent "hands up don't shoot" blood veins. He better have him a nice nurse that has compassion for us old folks.
Next Wednesday is my next appointment. Gonna do phase #1, what is a test procedure. Shoot some stuff in there an' see if'n he shoots it in the right places.....three places. I'll go back home an' see what my pain levels are...write 'em down ever day. Ya see, he wants to know for sure he has the correct nerves before he kills 'em. Ain't no sense kill'n a nerve that ain't caus'n no pain.
I'm think'n, two weeks after that, I'll be back for the kill'n procedure. But the good doctor quickly changed my think'n on that idea. He says...."we gonna see how long it gonna last". Two weeks, a month, 3 months or maybe a year. After that, there's procedure #2. Don't even ask 'cause I don't know. Something like the first procedure an' "see how long it lasts". Last resort, procedure #3, radiofrequency ablation, is to kill the nerves.
Anyhows, I like this doctor a whole bunch. He's a human, although he a young human an' he's at the bottom of the list for whats left to fix my back. I'll just leave it up to him an' see what happens. Dang, next Thursday I may be able to walk around the yard pain free. But I ain't gonna bet more than a dollar on it. An' I don't mind los'n a dollar.
Tug boat is all put back together. Batteries are all charged up an' ready for the first test run at the lake just up the road a piece, bout 10 mile.
While I was sit'n outside at the hobby table nephew Frank give me, I got up an' yank the Mississippi stern wheeler slap off'n the wall. I start yank'n stuff out that boat, parts everwheres....we gonna redo all the electronics an' wiring. I'm think'n a trip to the hobby shop an' spend me some pocket change. Sure would be cool to have both boats at the lake at the same time. I'll also take the "bubba boat" along just in case a boat gets stranded out on the lake. Paddle out an' git that sucker. Hmmmmm, wonder if'n that tug boat can pull the "bubba boat"?
Ok, that was my excitement for the last couple days. Now I got to go outside an' give the Mississippi river boat a bath. See ya at the lake.
Ha ha ha....I ain't forgot, I was just mess'n with ya. Speak'n of mess'n, there's some people ya cain't mess with. I ain't got none of them on my blog. Ha, they all over there in Mr. Jone's swim pool. But I did encounter a few on Facebook when I was mess'n with Tracey. That's nephew Frank's wife. Some dad gum lady got all wadded up in her panties....or something like that, just 'cause I said a size 4 was perfect for a five foots tall woman.
Tuesday morn'n me an' Robert took off to the little town of Dallas. You can leave Texas out of the conversation at this time. The doctor was in a good mood....smile, shake hands, look at my MRI on the computer screen an' says...."Oh, I remember you". We discuss the procedure again an' I asks the two questions that I wanted to ask. Important questions. "Will I still have feeling in my right leg after he kills the nerves". He says well sure you will. Ya see, back when I was in the VA hospital, they was gonna shoot alcohol in my back to kill the nerves. That VA doctor said I would have no feeling in my leg. Well shoot, if'n I drilled a hole on my leg, I wouldn't even know it. If'n a pit bull was chew'n on my leg, I wouldn't feel a thing. With all the drill'n, saw'n, hammers an' chisels I work with on my lap, I want to know when I tear into that leg. That took care of question #1.
Question #2 deals with my deadly fear of needles. Ha, my second marriage was postponed 3 1/2 years all over a blood test. "Will I be sedated when he sticks them needles in my back"? Just in case ya don't know, the old Billy Bob don't like pain neither. He says yes you can if'n ya want it. Think'n needle, I ask him bout swaller'n a pill to sedate me. He said yes.....but he don't recommend that method 'cause of complications. That's all he had to say, I'll be look'n at a butterfly needle crammed into one my poor ol' innocent "hands up don't shoot" blood veins. He better have him a nice nurse that has compassion for us old folks.
Next Wednesday is my next appointment. Gonna do phase #1, what is a test procedure. Shoot some stuff in there an' see if'n he shoots it in the right places.....three places. I'll go back home an' see what my pain levels are...write 'em down ever day. Ya see, he wants to know for sure he has the correct nerves before he kills 'em. Ain't no sense kill'n a nerve that ain't caus'n no pain.
I'm think'n, two weeks after that, I'll be back for the kill'n procedure. But the good doctor quickly changed my think'n on that idea. He says...."we gonna see how long it gonna last". Two weeks, a month, 3 months or maybe a year. After that, there's procedure #2. Don't even ask 'cause I don't know. Something like the first procedure an' "see how long it lasts". Last resort, procedure #3, radiofrequency ablation, is to kill the nerves.
Anyhows, I like this doctor a whole bunch. He's a human, although he a young human an' he's at the bottom of the list for whats left to fix my back. I'll just leave it up to him an' see what happens. Dang, next Thursday I may be able to walk around the yard pain free. But I ain't gonna bet more than a dollar on it. An' I don't mind los'n a dollar.
Tug boat is all put back together. Batteries are all charged up an' ready for the first test run at the lake just up the road a piece, bout 10 mile.
While I was sit'n outside at the hobby table nephew Frank give me, I got up an' yank the Mississippi stern wheeler slap off'n the wall. I start yank'n stuff out that boat, parts everwheres....we gonna redo all the electronics an' wiring. I'm think'n a trip to the hobby shop an' spend me some pocket change. Sure would be cool to have both boats at the lake at the same time. I'll also take the "bubba boat" along just in case a boat gets stranded out on the lake. Paddle out an' git that sucker. Hmmmmm, wonder if'n that tug boat can pull the "bubba boat"?
Ok, that was my excitement for the last couple days. Now I got to go outside an' give the Mississippi river boat a bath. See ya at the lake.
I'm glad that the visit to the doctor went well. Sounds like this one is gonna be OK.
ReplyDeleteI hope "yo mama" is doing good as well!
That sounds like awesome news, pain free is amazing, I have been lucky for the last year, somehow, my pain disappeared after 25 years?
ReplyDeleteWhat a relief! Now hoping he gets the bad nerves the first time. In some ways it would be good to be pain free for a long time, but then the second procedure would be delayed a long time.
ReplyDeleteThat's excellent news! Hope you get a good med tech for the butterfly needle. I like the ones that are done before I realize they've started. I can't look, though.
ReplyDeleteGood luck with your back and I hope it stays pain fee for quite a spell. I would like to see the tugboat pull the bubba boat. If'n it can't, try both model boats at the same time. Make sure you post a picture of the tugboat pulling you and the bubba boat around for all of us to see.
ReplyDeletehi BB. i am optimistic for you to be pain free soon and i am glad you have decided to get back to georgia and take care of the most important business of your life in a very expedited way with zero hesitation this time . i am so glad to see that you are a man on a mission .
ReplyDeleteGreat news, and good to see you all "excitis" about something again. Heck, those little butterfly needles aren't so bad, especially if you get a good tech, like you say. We're ready to hear more good news, both about the back and the boats - maybe one facilitates the other? Praying for good results ~
ReplyDeletehi BB. hey it was all over the tv news this morning down here in south of your south texas , south of sinton and corpus christi 150 more miles south of your rancho abraham that it was flooding and much more rain is coming to the rancho this week-end . so you are so right when you said that it was a real good thing that you left south texas when you did because by now your motorhome would be flooded . that has to of been one of the very best decision you unknowingly made .
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