Showing posts with label medical. Show all posts
Showing posts with label medical. Show all posts

Thursday, October 3, 2019

100319b


When medical people order things for you without even telling you they are going to, this is annoying. When they are things you don't want, for reasons you could have given them, had they asked, it is very annoying. When it is an attempt to deal with equipment they provided, which has been malfunctioning for weeks because it is exceedingly poorly designed (something their service personnel admit to), well, it goes beyond very annoying.

Friday, October 26, 2018

102618c


sleeping on sand
but not really sand
silicone beads the side of sand grains
dancing on air
roaring like a hair dryer
all to help me heal
but will I really sleep

Thursday, June 8, 2017

060817d — Cancer post 1



Cancer

Earlier this year I had a routine annual blood test would suggested a possible problem with my prostate. This led to a visit to a urologist and then a biopsy last week, which confirmed that I do have prostate cancer. At least some of the samples indicated a rather aggressive form of it. Today I had a CAT scan and a bone scan and I guess I will find out in about a week what those show. At that time, we will decide what to do. Some form of treatment is indicated, because this is not one of the relatively benign varieties, and because I am not old enough to just calmly die of it.

I wasn't sure if I wanted to talk about it, like Xeni Jardin of Boing Boing did about her breast cancer, but I decided that I do. It might help me and it might help other people as well.

Trying not to get my hopes up too high, but then again, why not? That way I can be optimistic, at least for a while. And optimism feels good, which means it reduces stress, and that is good for you.

I have already made one decision though. I am going to eat out more often!

And perhaps it would be good to end all of these with a short poem. Again, why not?

today I ran over
several fire ant nests
because they annoy me
from now on
live and let live
will be my guide

Monday, August 3, 2015

unconscionable

$400 for a bent lift foot on my van. If I was trying to live on just my disability pmt I'd be screwed; what I'm actually making is way more.