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Date Posted: 16:52:12 03/08/07 Thu
Author: Richard
Author Host/IP: adsl-75-46-237-152.dsl.sfldmi.sbcglobal.net / 75.46.237.152
Subject: Good stuff... great stuff even...

I saw the vascular surgeon today. My surgeon is the chief trauma surgeon for Beaumont Hospital, which is a very large renown hospital. My surgeon is a top notch vascular surgeon also. The guy I saw today is his younger partner and has my respect as much as my surgeon. He told me that I definitely can get a med port. The only thing is that it is uch more complex to get one now. I have to go to the radiology angelology department to find a workable vein and use their special X-ray to follow the catheter through the vein and even possibly through any blood clot if need be. He agreed that without a med port my veins for regular IV catheters which use the surface veins of my arms, hands, etc. would not last long and I would slowly dehydrate to death.

My right side pelvis’s three fractures are apparently healing well. The last visit to my orthopedic surgeon resulted with the okay to ride my bike around the block to start to see how things go. That was a couple of weeks ago. My block, though, was six miles long… around the lake at the park. Weather and medical appointments kept me from going since. The weather channel forecasted bike riding weather for this morning, only it stayed a bit too cold until around 8:30 a.m. when it rose from 13 degrees to 21 degrees. It was supposed to be mostly cloudy also. I did not want to get out of bed though. I had an emotional fight to get myself to go. The car ride is nice out to this park. I go though some quaint neat little towns. I drink coffee on the way also. When I got to the park, a huge sky area was pure blue. The clouds were surrounding the that area. It was like my God gave me a big patch of blue sky and sun. When I got done riding my bike and just before I did a little walking, a runner came into the parking lot from finishing his running. He just got back into running a year ago. We had the neatest little chat about the sun and its good mood affect, jogging, biking and the like. After I got done walking, I walk out to a point overlooking the lake, the sun was so warm, I just sat there, closed my eyes for a few minutes… the high was most pleasant… much better than any drug like alcohol, pot, etc… I worked for the high… I accomplished something.

My son was devastated by finally accepting that his woman-friend has other male friends. I also had told my son I needed a vacation from life for a month or so, which included him. He had rejection on two fronts. He went to therapy and saw a substitute therapist… a man. My son was desperate and accepted the substitute with little complaint. He told me that therapist had good stuff to share. He told my son he needed to get off the fence and make a choice about his woman-friend. He was hurting himself; that it wasn’t the woman-friend doing it. He ask my son where a safe haven would be. My son ended up at my home, to my displeasure… at first. It turned out to be a super productive 12-step discussion. I told my God my plans once and my God gently laughed. My son has been too three A.A. meetings since the day before. He is finding out that A.A. is not about alcohol or any other drug. It is about doing life with its crisis’s on its own terms without the use of drugs. So cool.

God has moved me to a home that has the world’s best bakery near by. I am eating chocolate chip sugar cookies now, with coffee as a celebration for the good day and events. So cool!.. My rare medical condition… I cannot get fat. I have to be careful about sugar because it can cause me to loose weight… how’s that for the preverbal ‘silver lining’?

That is it. I hope at least a tiny bit of good stuff, good feelings, and events came or will come your all’s way quickly and often.

RICHARD

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