Nothing of substance to report, but here's one interesting thing: in all my experience with long surgical scars, they've always used some glue to hold the incision closed. No bandages, not much scar to show for it.
Imagine my surprise when I remove my turban, and then the layer of 2x2s underneath it to reveal a long, jagged line of big metal staples! All I need now is a bolt or two at my neck to complete the Frankenstein image.
Even better, I think, is the more modern Zombie image. I've taken to shambling around, growling, and suddenly raw human flesh is looking pretty tasty! Grrrrllll...
Feeling a little silly, a little hopped up on one too many goof balls again, and a little tired all at the same time this morning.
So now it's evening, and I'm filling in a couple of blanks. This neurosurgery has been the wildest experience of them all. Even though this was for a bump on my head that was easily visible and felt with the fingers, the surgeon is used to "going in blind" and having all kinds of cues around to show where he should cut. To help with this, they take a special navigational MRI, complete with little green "landing lights" that show up on the scan, providing solid points of reference so the surgeon always stays exactly where he thinks he is with respect to the tumor. Those things looked downright creepy!
Imagine my surprise when I remove my turban, and then the layer of 2x2s underneath it to reveal a long, jagged line of big metal staples! All I need now is a bolt or two at my neck to complete the Frankenstein image.
Even better, I think, is the more modern Zombie image. I've taken to shambling around, growling, and suddenly raw human flesh is looking pretty tasty! Grrrrllll...
Feeling a little silly, a little hopped up on one too many goof balls again, and a little tired all at the same time this morning.
So now it's evening, and I'm filling in a couple of blanks. This neurosurgery has been the wildest experience of them all. Even though this was for a bump on my head that was easily visible and felt with the fingers, the surgeon is used to "going in blind" and having all kinds of cues around to show where he should cut. To help with this, they take a special navigational MRI, complete with little green "landing lights" that show up on the scan, providing solid points of reference so the surgeon always stays exactly where he thinks he is with respect to the tumor. Those things looked downright creepy!
So, of course, I have to put them here for you to feel creepy about, too. What do you think of that? Kara (my daughter) got it immediately, and asked if they would light up if I thought really hard. Stephanie (another daughter) said they were bullshit detectors. That seemed true enough, as they never did light up when I was speaking.
One of the techs there in the prep room wanted some for his own head, to use for Halloween. This could get pretty ugly before it was over, if we kept going down this road!
Tonight, I'm to the point where I'm just about off the Oxycontin "goof balls" and getting by with acetaminophen. They tell me that people abuse these drugs all the time, but it's just not my thing somehow. Like gambling, I just don't get it at all.
Next time I see a doc will be the oncologist on the 14th, then the brain surgeon on the 15th to have the staples pulled. We'll see what kind of answers and progress we can have to report by then, if nothing interesting happens before.
Cheers,
Clem
3 comments:
I like the bolts! What are they rated at? :)
They are rated "R" for violence/gore and pervasive language. (It's true, there's language all through there.)
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