As hard as he could, He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, was unable to Poker Face me on the subject of revisiting the BAHA, site. As in going in a circle on another surgery to be planed in the not too distant future. He has wished to first try a regimen of a steroid ointment. I am obliged to apply it two times daily...
...he's my doctor. I trust him with my life and there is a cosmic connection between us. Of course, I am obliged to work with my doctor and his team. "My Team", of Health Care Professionals. We will be revisiting this subject matter next week, the 9th day of May. Doctor wants to keep an eye on the wound. I've kept an eye on it you see. I have been walking and sleeping with this wound that won't heal. Continued to wear my Glasscock nightly, faithfully wear that baseball catchers cup every night. Scar tissue has accumulated where the wound has healed. There are three large lumps that hang over and touch my implant. An ugly negative about this approach with the steroid ointment, is that this will impede the healing of the wound. Which in my brains tells me I'll have this wound for a spell to come. Hell. No, I'm not happy about this, but damn it, I see it in their eye's there in the clinic...
...my Baha, the Bone Anchored Hearing Aid, has been a very problematic child from the beginning. We know this. My Good Doctor knows this...
...me too...
...as I grow embarrassed and ashamed that I've become the anomaly with this Meniere's Disease and it's many issues. For me and my Spirit's, I believe that every person with out fail, at this clinic, to include He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, does their absolute best to provide the absolute best medical care and treatment for me. I sometimes feel badly for their frustration.
What can I do?
I speak as if this is new news's. No, I saw this coming two weeks ago. My dear wife, assuring me time and time again not to worry, that it's still healing. I know this and I've known that...
...I call my medicine the Crystal Ball. Perhaps I should have more respect for the gift of vision's and the knowing. Although I do not know what to call this gift from Great Spirit. I am thankful. And yes, I am fully aware and am knowing that another operation comes soon. I am accepting of this. We must do as a team whatever it may take to get this BAHA, on here good and right. For sure.
Great Spirit, Bless and Protect the Hands of He-Who-Touched-My-Brain. Amen.
I pray for change in Syria, NOW! Assad, shall fall soon, but for too many, not soon enough.
I've said enough.
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