Archive for the ‘Grandpa Oddball’ Category
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My recent sojourn into the realms of radiation therapy has produced some unfortunate side effects. Chiefly a condition that resembles diarrhea. Grandma Oddball suggested that I start using the B.R.A.T. Diet as a method of controlling the condition.
“GREAT” I thought! Who wouldn't want a diet of
- Bacon
- Ribs
- Alcohol
- Teriyaki
Sprinkled with peppers and seasoning (I'm not allowed much salt) it sounded great but when I blurted it out to Grandma I received the now famous LOOK. She wasn't impressed.
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Once again I'm thrown into the realm the unknown. After several false starts it was decided last week to do a version of radiation therapy to try and kill the offending pancreas cells. In short I get to be guinea pig again as no one has tried this procedure on “healthy” (i.e., non-cancerous) tissue before. Well, someone has to be the first I suppose and if it works (75-80% chance of success is the guesstimate) then at least one of my medical problems will be mitigated. Here is a personal and sometimes humorous account of what's happened so far.
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Sudden and unpredictable death from a deadly bleedout of my portal vein. That's the unexpected prospect that I now apparently face. I've tried to keep my medical reports upbeat. In fact attached is the start of an initial draft of this medical update but I guess I have to be a little more serious this time around. Here's the current situation:
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A belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everybody (I was out of commission for a few days recovering from an allergic reaction to the contrast dye used in Cat scans). Hopes, promises, and dreams dance inside me to celebrate the promise of another new year and I wish the same to you all. As those of you who read my medical updates know this past year has been filled with some of life's highs and lows before finally ending on a relative high. The family's healthy and I only spent one day in the hospital last week (consider this my latest medical update).
I'd wish you more good fortune but Grandma Oddball has had enough of me for awhile and I have to cut this greeting short ........ I'm alone now as Grandma has decided to run away; at least until dinner time. Just because I wouldn't tell her the outcome of the TV program we were watching before she left shopping she got annoyed and started choking me. Some people. Just can't take a little teasing! I guess it's just the mental trials of a care giver!
Oh well, as I started to write earlier, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and best wishes. Hopefully with your encouragement I'll continue on the road to recovery and be able to continue this blog.
With love and humor and high hopes for 2010
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Staples!? I guess they ran out of duct tape and bailing wire. Couldn't tell if they used spit to put me back together but I wouldn't be surprised. I lost my balance and fell the other day cracking the back of my head open. In the emergency room they stapled me back together. Ironically all this happened just after I'd posted an article describing had well I was progressing on my recovery. Well it was good news at the time but I spoke too soon. Clearly it doesn't do to get too cocky.
What happened? You ask.
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Sometimes good news creeps upon you almost unnoticed but finally I got some good medical news after a stressful summer. Last week was somewhat eventful and actually started out with what appeared to be some more apparent medical problems. Fortunately the situation rapidly improved.
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I had a CAT scan yesterday of my head and they found nothing. I could have saved them the time and money! Grandma Oddball could have told them that much. She's been saying for years that my head is empty except for perhaps a few holes from my multiple sclerosis (MS). I guess all the important bits have leaked out.
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Yes, I was back in the hospital again. When I started this blog I never expected to provide so many medical updates but I continue to have problems and, well, you asked for them so here goes.
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The carnage from my last hospital visit continues. And it is a bit unsettling but I have no choice but to work through it. Grandma Oddball as laid down the law; I'm not allowed to die! An order that I take seriously. After all, getting the look while I'm alive is bad enough. I shutter to think of the consequences if I die. Besides her force of will has already retrieved me from death on more than one occasion. Who has the courage to buck that strength?
What happened? Well, a lot. (more...)
