Thumper
11-25-2014, 07:58 AM
Lynn's running a bit late, so here I sit. We should have plenty of time to get to the airport anyway, so no biggie I guess. But ... as I was sitting here waiting, something popped into my head ... and since I'm not sure I'll be back on the site for the next week, I need to say something.
Tomorrow will be the 5th anniversary for my (initial) surgery. I was first operated on the day before Thanksgiving 2009. On Thanksgiving Day, I was experiencing all sorts of complications (bleeding internally) and they started making plans to "go back in". They opened me up again on the day after Thanksgiving 2009. After that, it was touch & go as I started experiencing every problem under the sun. I spent two months in ICU with elebenty-sebenteen bazillion tubes and wires on me, in me and through me. I was probably stuck by a gazillion needles, IV's and who knows what else? Two months peeing through a tube is bad enough, but having a catheter changed regularly WHILE YOU'RE AWAKE ain't the most pleasant experience in the world. I've also been awake through the torture of having a feeding tube removed and replaced. Of experiencing a tracheotomy and having a frigging "rifle cleaning kit" run through periodically to clear it so I could breathe. It's endless ... but the body is a remarkable thing and has a way of fixing itself over time.
Anyway, I now know what it's like to be dead (experienced it 7 times) ... but it was NOTHING like I expected ... or was hoping. I was "kinda" hoping I'd "see the light" or have an out of body experience or sumpin' ... but nooooo ... just go to "sleep" and eventually "wake up" to see hospital personnel scrambling like ants! The only thing earth-shattering was the terrible (worse I've ever had in my LIFE) nightmares when coming out of my coma. I wouldn't wish that on ANYBODY and prolly would'a done some major damage to myself or others IF they hadn't had me tied to the bed with my hands strapped to the railings.
But, the constant ray of light that was ALWAYS there through all of that was the messages, cards and gifts that came from this place ... from youse worthless dufes. ;)
You have no clue how much that helped me helped me through the worst period of my life (so far). Sitting here thinking about that time makes me appreciate this site, the friendships developed and the closeness this group has with one another.
Ok, before this turns in to a "Thump post" .. this "anniversary" just begs for a big THANK YOU from me to you.
Enough of this mushiness ... now it's time for all o'youse to line up, get on a tall stool and BITE ME! :D
Have a great Turkey Day! I'll see you buttheads in a week.
Tomorrow will be the 5th anniversary for my (initial) surgery. I was first operated on the day before Thanksgiving 2009. On Thanksgiving Day, I was experiencing all sorts of complications (bleeding internally) and they started making plans to "go back in". They opened me up again on the day after Thanksgiving 2009. After that, it was touch & go as I started experiencing every problem under the sun. I spent two months in ICU with elebenty-sebenteen bazillion tubes and wires on me, in me and through me. I was probably stuck by a gazillion needles, IV's and who knows what else? Two months peeing through a tube is bad enough, but having a catheter changed regularly WHILE YOU'RE AWAKE ain't the most pleasant experience in the world. I've also been awake through the torture of having a feeding tube removed and replaced. Of experiencing a tracheotomy and having a frigging "rifle cleaning kit" run through periodically to clear it so I could breathe. It's endless ... but the body is a remarkable thing and has a way of fixing itself over time.
Anyway, I now know what it's like to be dead (experienced it 7 times) ... but it was NOTHING like I expected ... or was hoping. I was "kinda" hoping I'd "see the light" or have an out of body experience or sumpin' ... but nooooo ... just go to "sleep" and eventually "wake up" to see hospital personnel scrambling like ants! The only thing earth-shattering was the terrible (worse I've ever had in my LIFE) nightmares when coming out of my coma. I wouldn't wish that on ANYBODY and prolly would'a done some major damage to myself or others IF they hadn't had me tied to the bed with my hands strapped to the railings.
But, the constant ray of light that was ALWAYS there through all of that was the messages, cards and gifts that came from this place ... from youse worthless dufes. ;)
You have no clue how much that helped me helped me through the worst period of my life (so far). Sitting here thinking about that time makes me appreciate this site, the friendships developed and the closeness this group has with one another.
Ok, before this turns in to a "Thump post" .. this "anniversary" just begs for a big THANK YOU from me to you.
Enough of this mushiness ... now it's time for all o'youse to line up, get on a tall stool and BITE ME! :D
Have a great Turkey Day! I'll see you buttheads in a week.