Terror of the future

So this sweet young lady just jerked me up short and hit me upside the head with reality...She was the physical therepist who's job it is to bring reality to those of us living on the teddy bear planet. In other words, the aftermath of this event is "PAIN!" real pain. My chest is allready hurtin in anticipation.

After the surgurey I will be unable to get in and out of bed or a chair without help, for a period of around six weeks. J. Edgar Dogg will be of minimal assistance in this, as in most endevors.

I don't know why I hadn't thought of this before, the information was there before me to see.

Maybe I can get the services of a helper for a few weeks after the surgery, at least until I can fend for myself. They could come in and get me up in the morning and help me to bed at night. Maybe call and check on me in the middle of the day. Well, something like that anyway.

I shall find a way, Me and Wonder Dogg can do anything. Especially if I do it and he sits by me watching.........

We Shall Overcome!

Uncle Dave

He's Back

nov. 26-06

I am in the hospital.

I dont think I will be getting out alive.

My fingers dont work very well now due to having things attached to them and getting the ends
of them stuck a lot to check my sugar level, theirfore typing sucks.

Did I mention, that I cant see the keyboard either? Also, I am using the keyboard on the laptop when I usually use the split ergonomic keyboard at home.

It's not for any neferious reasin, I just din't think they have enough working parts to fix.

The people here at the VA hospital have been good to me and the food has been OK and they are confident of the success of the operation, but they have to be, it's part of their job.

I think I have excellent doctors who have planned well what they will be doing, and they are appropreately confident of the outcome, but their are some things you just can't fix.

The chickens have come home to roost. I hae done a very poor job of taking care of this body over the years and I think it is just too worn out to repair with the tools available to man at this time.

I'm going tp die from this. May not be from this operation but it is going tp happen, and it will be soon.....

Take good care of J.Edgar Dogg, he's not a common dogg, he's an extrodinary Dogg with great things to come.

nov 27-06

I'm still here.

This morning I got my full dose of insulin at about 7am and breakfast didn't show uo till after eight and my sugar level went low causing me to get a mite twichy as in (mean and nasty and hungrey enough to chew the arm off a WWF Wrestler at the sholder.) But I didn't as the food arrive in the nick of time and ther were no WWF Wrestlers available.

They (Nurse Bryant) got me a chair to sit in so I didn't have to spend my entire life in that damn hospital bed. It's an interesting chair. first it is really big, I mean it's huge. Seat height at the lowest is about 25 inches. It's blue, it's Big and Blue. It's aone of those colors of blue that doesn't register on my color chart so I only know it's blue because they tell me its blue. I like it, it's nice to have a way to get out of bed for a while. They will be bringing food soon as it is 12pm now and I shll eat it of course as I am hungry. but I am always hungry. I'll have to stop puting while the food is being ingested.

There are people here intent on telling me I will die when they opperate on me. I don't think they realize they are doing it, but when you tell someone who doesn't believe in god that only a strong belief in god will pull them through, you are pretty much telling them they are going to die. This however doesn't creat within me an urge to conver to christainity.

They are giving me my mid day dose of insulin and letting me give it mto myself so we don't get a repeat of earier today. I'll giv it to myself after Lunch gets here..........


Uncle Dave