Greetings,
A Quick Note Please:
The latest group to be added to my Better Health Care Team, is this one extraordinary team who coordinated and conducted the surgical procedure I had at Moffitt Cancer Center morning of 18 April 2014. Today is the 22 of April, and I must say that I am happy with the way things have begun to work out. My good, goodness! It is this morning, when I woke on a natural clock and thus far do not have the need to sleep. Should it come up, I'll turn up the stereo, take a task - like a pitcher of Sun brewed Tea, for my Ole Southern Mixed Breed Bride herself. My Georgia Peach.
I stood with bare feet, planted on Mother Earth, listening to my feathered cousins in my neighborhood, observing this cute tiny black grass hopper climb a wall, can't hear beyond my block but that's okay. Feeling the coolness of morning, the cool water on the grass blades. So I stood there speculating, considering and contemplating where it is I am in life and I truly believe I am getting somewhere with-in my Spirit's and The Deepest of Deep, my Inner Realm of Life and living, so finally. I am at a point where I cam forgive the perpetrators in my life. You see, there was once a time when there were too grown people doing too many dreadful things done on to me that were hurtful and happened to me so too young in life. All of which simply turned both hemispheres of my brains into a mushed wasteland. Inside the head of a child not much older than a toddler - all the way through adulthood and then later, as if life was imitating an earlier time of my life. Abuse was back in my life. Bullshit stuff, to be abused and stalked again later in this life was far from uncanny. I wish to curse at this point in my chat, but have decided not to, or perhaps I can say, hell no, but oh, my dearest guests, I forgive him too. And I am happy.
Kindred One's. I know I have had to make amends myself in the past. For my ignorance or my irresponsible decision's I made as a youth. I know that I have My God, Who has forgiven me and has shown me the Light. The One God, who has shown me the way, A New Life, My Path. It is this Very Great Spirit, who gives me hope and faith that someday these types of illnesses and diseases that I deal with every-damned-day of my life, are no longer such a curse to my body, mind and body. And Spirit's too, them who dwell within me and the realms of which my Bride and I inhabit. I am happy about my Spiritual Reality. I am happy with the Relationship I have with Great One, I have no desire to Church Surf. None, but am aware I have a church home first of all here where I sit. And, I am an Episcopalian .
Oh yes, my doctor's nurse called me earlier this morning and I have returned her call and await with a bit of an uneasy seat.
By the way, the small lesion at the tip of my lumbar spine. We are not focusing or working on any form of cancer at this time. Oh yes, we have had blood work done and x-rays and what knot's. This team of mine here at Moffitt! I am happy to report My Surgical Team, seemed like special forces and were crazy good and what a blessing to have had such a positive and happy environment. Cheerful voices, some laughter, and my doctors awesome voice reminding me stay still Mario. Mario, Stay Still. Bless his heart. Oh, Bless His Heart!
24 hours prior to my surgical procedure - I had my day and night, and subsequent morning where it seemed as if my clock-with-in had my mind and it was bouncing it all over and taking set. Since, I have slept too much, which is actually - pretty steady twenty hour days here for me is same symptom as a Meniere's attack. Well hell, now that I think about it, I came out of and was active within as if I had an attack. But look, and really, I never! Never had a doctor inject and squiggle about a needle in my spine. Never! My Good Right Doctor would say, "Stay still Mr. Sierra". I honestly had to damned focus on not moving. Ohhhh, it was a task. Kindred, I am happy we drove up onto the campus. It's a tough on because this is where my Dad, came to receive Cancer Treatment while it killed him slowly. For shits sake! Not a good association. We arrived to campus approximately 0700 and arrived to surgical waiting room shortly there after. Things were moving straight along as it was described to be. Absolutely awesome!
But then, there was a 'hic-cup' in the system. This is when the doctor and nursing staff permitted another patient to take "my scheduled spot". Yes. No, I did not challenge, this is not my hospital. For my Guests who have read my blog in the past, it is well known that I am a Mixed Breed - one of them 'obvious mixed breeds', and I take shit like this personally, but so what! I waited just a wee a bit longer, because My Team operates like a Daytona 500 Pit Crew! What an awesome team - even with the scheduling over site. I am happy.
I am in damned pains. Damn it! I hurt and am bruised from the bones out. This is the way of the medicine I am informed. Now I know, and as damned yucky as I feel, I refuse to sleep. Damned Meniere's! Today I feel successful verses all of this and in my Soul, I am happy.
I am alive. Today is an excellent day to die! But, it is also a great day to be alive! And damn it, I am happy to be here! That will to live is creeping back up and into me. Ohhhhh, yes!
Peace, love, and more peace, you all. Please?
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