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Friday, September 12, 2014

Yesterday sucked...news not so good

I've put this off as long as I could.....yesterday sucked.

Let me start from the begin'n so's everbody can see MY side of the story......*breaks out a few spices an' herbs*.

It was 6:00 in the am, my 'larm clock scream'n at me...."git out of bed Billy Bob, we gotta go". I swak that clock a few times an' 15 minutes later I'm stand'n at the coffee pot brew'n me up some coffee strong enough to open both eyes of a fire breath'n dinosaur. Leg cramps from the night before, them back pains....an' bulldozer tracks all over the bed, I got up all crookit like. An' I got to be able to walk in less than 2 hours if'n I'm gonna have a good day. Coffee an' 2 aspirin helped in that situation.

Nurse Robert will not show up to do his duty of driv'n his daddy all over town. My wonderful daughter Doris Lynn took that responsibility. Son Billy show up to just ride along. Doris did a great job. Well kind of a great job. Text'n an' read'n "love stories" on her cell device while the doctor is try'n to talk to me. An' talk he did. "Doris Lynn, what did the doc say"??? She says, "Oh, I'm sorry, what did you say"?

Half ways through our little talk, my heart fall slap to the seat I as sit'n on....."Houston, we have a problem". He listen to my heart an' lungs with that listen'n device. Just looks me in the eye an' he say nuttin. Then he listen to my belly an' neck. Something not right. I could have a stroke for blockages of them two arteries. He orders blood work an' a ultrasound. Then he wishes me a "happy birthday".  He's gone.....pooof, just like that. Huh? It ain't my birthday yet.

Ok, I go to the lab an' let the nice little lady stick one them dad gum needles in my hand to draw out bout half a gallon of blood (4 tube thingys). Now if'n it was me, I would give that girl a raise in pay.....her was gooood. Then I go lay on this very uncomfortable table while another nice lady fires up that ultrasound machine an' gives me the work over from head to toe. Stomach, neck, thighs, legs, ankles an' my freak'n feet.

When it was all over, I ask that nice lady...."well, how bad is it"? Ya see, I already knowed I had some blockage in my neck arteries from Dr. Fronkersteen, back in 2007. She says it's not bad, but then I'll bet ya a dollar she's paid to say that. Blood results in a week. Ultrasound results will be sent to my surgery doctor. I'm in limbo an' from all what the nice doctor tole me, I'm skeered the blockages will have to be removed before back surgery. I researched the procedures after return'n home. Damn, they gonna cut my throat.  An' there are risks.

Well wait, I'm git'n ahead of myself. I don't even know the numbers of the blockages. I may need nuttin. But I wouldn't make no bets on it.

We went to I-Hop for dinner (lunch) an' eat up a whole bunch of gooood stuff. Had me a double BLT, big pile of french fries, a pan cake an' some hashbrowns.....an' 4 cups of "girlie" coffee.  Man I stuffed myself. Be 4pm, I'm sit'n at "da house" with sciatica in both legs. It was a long day an' I'm hurt'n like hell. I'm downhearted....I was sit'n on it, remember? It was NOT a good day.

Now this morn'n, I ain't feel'n so bad. I ain't straight, but I'm close to it. Not think'n too much bout yesterdays bad news. I rekon I'll do what ever needs to be done to get rid of these back pains.

Let me see.....I got me a appointment on the 18th for the stress test. A appointment on the 23rd for a CT cancer screen'n. Don't know what day I'll see the surgeon again, but it's not too far off. The end of September ain't too far off neither. When I think bout what the end result will be, I'm think'n the possibility my back don't hurt no more. Maybe I will be "golf ball swak'n" ready. 

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  1. I have not slacked off. I have been out practicing my short game this morning because I know when the surgery and recovery is over I will need every bit of luck and ability I can gather to keep up with the BB on the golf course.

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    1. I promise Barney, I won't beat ya too bad. Ha, like there was a chance of that. But it will be special to play a round again, no matter what the scores are.

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    2. Scores? What scores? Now I only count how many times I laughed.
      Fun beats all scores.

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    1. Damn Shadow, if'n ya only knew how bad I'm need'n hugs.

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  3. Well I'm glad to read that you are thinking of the positives over the negatives. It seems they do all this stuff to make sure you can undergo surgery (and making money on the tests isn't part of it, is it?). Just go along with it and think of the best possible outcome. I'm thinkin' it for you also.

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    1. I been think'n both ways Gypsy. I get to think'n bout all that's go'n on an' I don't give a care. Then I get to think'n bout not be'n in pain an' all that stuff, I DO give a care. I'm a switch hitter ya know.

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  4. Maybe you didn't study enough for those tests. . . Yep, we older (now I didn't say old) guys have our problems. the doc says I have bone marrow cancer which is causing my leukemia and he said it will kill me if I live long enough. What!! If I live long enough?? I bet he changes his mind about a lot of things if he ever gets as old as we are. Too bad all the doctor my age have retired or died off.

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    1. I stayed up all night long study'n for them tests.

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  5. Like the guy said . Doctor gave me 6 months to live but I couldn't pay the bill so he gave me another 6 months to live!

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    1. Ha ha.....I like this. Too bad it don't work that way....or does it?

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  6. OK, let's talk about those neck blockages. Your body makes new routes for the blood to travel when it can't go the normal way. The surgery to remove the blockages often results in a tear in the artery. That tear causes a flap that lifts up and blocks blood flow to the brain. That's called a stroke and it can be pretty major. They have to open you up again to fix the flap. Do lots of research before you agree to let them cut your neck. Sorry to be a downer but I watched Dave's Dad go through all that and since learned a lot of surgeons won't let that surgery be performed on themselves or their loved ones.

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    1. Yup, I read bout the new routes to the brain. But I researched further than that. The blockage can still break loose an' can also cause a blood clot if not removed.....send'n that sucker to the brain....stroke.
      At my age, the "cut yer throat" procedure is safer than the stint method. Something like 1.2% risk factor, versus 2.6% for the stint. There's also a new method that uses both "cut yer throat an' stint, but it's not for us youngsters under 75 year old. Depend'n on the % of blockage, and risk factor....that will be my decision point.

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  7. Well things are getting done and then they fix you like new again!
    Good luck Billy Bob!!!

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  8. I had to go back and read your posting a second time to find the bad news. The best I can tell this is it "Well wait, I'm git'n ahead of myself. I don't even know the numbers of the blockages. I may need nuttin."

    I don't think you could go see ANY doctor and walk away NOT thinking you have received bad news. Of course you have only told part of the story. You most likely did get bad news but haven't yet found the right spices an' herbs' to sprinkle on the story. Wait for the results of the tests then worry, you may need 'nuttin'.

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