I sounded like The Count there. I forget what stuff I needed to say. It was something like I am tired of this crap, waaaah-waaaah! I go in Monday to see my radiation oncologist, who was informed today, while on his vacation, that he needs to get in on this action. He called his secretary and told her to clear a spot for me on Monday when he returns. It should be interesting to see what he brings to the table. I will also consult with a surgeon about the risks of the biopsy procedure, if all three of my oncologists think this ambient cluster justifies the risky nature of it all. It may involve chest tubes and major chest incisions. w00t!
I have been having chest pains since last Friday. I asked my doctors about it and we concluded that anxiety is the culprit. Also, having depression along with all of this has brought me to my knees. As of last night, I have been taking medication for that. It was one crappy night of no sleep. Fun stuff. We'll get it dialed in, though.
Who do you feel like when you don't feel like yourself anymore? I wonder what it would be like to feel like the late actor Richard Chamberlain. Probably really gay. Oh yeah, I remember now what this day used to be. Good times.
I planned a more detailed telling of the events of that Wednesday, but I really am in a state where things like that are hard. You should have seen my mother's face when the pharmacist at the hospital was talking about problems with ejaculation with one of the drugs that I'm on. I don't care how much of a master of your domain you are; when you are a man and someone tells you that something is going to effect your ejaculation, you get real curious. I mean, do buttons come out or something? Maybe it's just a refreshing mist. Um, forget what I just said.
Love you guys/gals. Keep making my day!
Earl...
11 years ago
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Grunt, my favorite wet specimen. sigh.
Just refreshing mist! LOL!
I am sure the look on mom's face was priceless.
Gives new meaning to the movie title "Play Misty for me".
I am not really certain who I become when the me who is me dissapears and comes back as someone else.
OK I'm gonna be a nasty little name dropper here. I met RC at a new years party and he was a queen of the most elite rank, but also one of the most entertaining conversationalists I have ever met.
Good Luck on Monday!
if i were you, i'd be washing my own dishes every 5 minutes to make sure my squirter still worked properly. it's a good way to pass the time til monday, anyhow.
my dad had a biopsy on his lung (i think you know that? yah?) and they went in through his mouth. he sounded like a fraggle for a couple of days, but it was waaaay better than having to crack open his ribs. i really hope they can just go through your mouth!
Julie~ Too funny!
O-Girl~ Well, it's her fault for wanting to be with me all the way on this. It's much better having someone with you.
NYD~ That would make old Clint a former porn star!
Crystal~ Yeah, my doctors aren't surgeons and I think that the consultation with the surgeon will be helpful. Fraggles are cool, btw.
You said ejaculation... ha!
I'm totally unfunny, so am leaving you a hug, just cause that is what I feel like doing most in the world right at this moment.
Grunty... I am at a bit of a loss for words, you've fought so hard and so long and to have this threat back again... all I can do is tell you how much I love you and am rooting for you to get those nasties under control! OH! And of course to wish you best of luck with your future ejaculations! ;O) xoxo
Meggypoo~ Like, OMG!!! Hahaha! BTW, switching to taking my medication in the mornings was much better. I felt way less cagey today, almost like normal people! I might just venture out and say a big hello to strangers on the street.
Autmum~ Danish hugs feel good.
Jules~ Hey, I'm not dying at the moment, so I still have a lot to be happy about. I've still got those lucky charms you sent me to give me good luck.
I hope that you get some good sleep soon.
A refreshing mist.
I absolutely do not know what to say... and I'm so sure the look on your mother's face is something you're going to remember forever...ha...
Depression can drop you like a bag of dirt. Of this I know. And you can't fix it or cure it or do much except keep yourself safe until you emerge on the other side... the trick , I find, is remembering that you CAN, in fact, emerge on the other side... intact, no less.
Hugs for you, kid.
Here's hoping you had a good weekend.
Christielli~ Maybe it will be tonight that I finally get some good sleep. I am still optimistic.
Karyn~ Here's to the other side!
NYD~ There were good things that happened to me this weekend. I was a bit wiggy at times, but I survived.
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