Archive for August, 2005

Wherein i try to recollect Friday

Posted in Uncategorized on August 29th, 2005

This is kinda hard to remember, as i was in a drug-filled haze back then, and i’m still kinda now. But we’ll see how i do.

Got to the hospital at @9am Friday morning. Filled out paperwork, answered questions. Waited. Got called into interview room, was asked more questions. Put on hospital jammies and bootie, and went into the pre-op waiting room. Old lady next to me was chilling out, waiting for her operation, listening to her iPod. Anethesiologists saw me, asked yet more questions. Do i have any implants or replacements?, they asked. Well, i do have this mechanical head, pointing to my own. They were kids, i swear. I know this is a learning hospital, but jeezus. I see Doogie Howser multiple times.

Warm towels are laid on me while i wait. Nice touch. Eventually i’m wheeled into the O.R., going down a gradual ramp and into the room. I’m reminded briefly of Jacob’s Ladder. More people, poking, prodding. Cold, i start shivering. I fire someone after they jab my arm. Black.

Wake up in recovery. Don’t remember much, except staying there quite a while, being told that my girlfriend was getting worried. And getting wheeled out of recovery. Strangely, i don’t remember anything about getting into my room. Just suddenly appeared there.

Throat hurt. Swollen. Could hardly talk. Steph and Melissa stayed ’til 8pm, then were kicked out. I floated in and out, woken up by my own pain, and the nurses attending me.

Will say one thing. Stanford awesome place. Not that i want to recommend getting surgery, but if you have to get some done, i advise them. Everyone from the surgeon down to the wheelchair guy was terrific.

Been home since Saturday afternoon. Still recovering.


Posted in Uncategorized on August 27th, 2005

Less two tonsils, some palate flesh, and possibly my uvula (not sure about that bit yet). Groggy. Throat sore. Glad to be home.


“See you on the other side, Ray.”

Posted in Uncategorized on August 26th, 2005

Here we go. Few hours from now, my throat will feel like the inside of a cleaned out jack o lantern. Whee.

I wonder if i’ll get to keep them?

Surgery eve

Posted in Uncategorized on August 25th, 2005

It’s the night before. My surgery time has been changed slightly, so i’ll be going in a couple hours later than originally planned. Which is good, since me and Ztepf won’t have to get up at dumb o’clock in the morning.

But still. The house is permeated with anxiety tonight. I’m a giant puswad of stress. Ztepf is anxiety-ridden as well. Even the cats, i bet, are nervous.

Probably because they’re wondering if they’ll get fed tomorrow.

My eyes even feel tired now, and it’s not even 11pm. I guess all the worry i’ve been feeling has taken its toll.

Jeezus. It’s just a removal of my tonsils and palate tissue. It’s not a triple bypass or anything. My surgeon has done this 100′s of times. I’ll be at *Stanford Hospital*, fer fuck’s sake.

So how come i’m feeling like i’m not coming back from this?

Getting closer

Posted in Uncategorized on August 23rd, 2005

Had my pre-op with the cutter- i mean, surgeon yesterday. We went over stuff, the procedure, post, how to take care of myself, etc. He seems to genuinely give a shit, and dedicated as much time as i needed for the questions i had (of which there were many). My procedure starts at @9:40am, and i have to be there two hours prior, which means…getting up at buttfuck early. Staying overnight, got lots of Really Good Drugs to help with the pain. Of which, i’m told, there’s going to be lots of. Oh, and i’ll be on a liquid diet for about a week. Yum!

So i’m going to try an experiment, and see if i can post something, in my drug-addled haze, every day after i get home. I bet i won’t make any fucking sense, but who cares?

Wherein the countdown begins

Posted in Uncategorized on August 18th, 2005

Surgery is now officially slated to happen on the 26th of this month, with a pre-op scheduled for next Monday. Part of me is excited, and part of me is dreading it. Ugh.

Work continues on the book. I’m making good headway on both the layout and the art portions, though i fear that the art part is going to take longer. All i can do is chug along. The end of this month should yield significant results.

Can’t remember if i mentioned it before. The new magic number is 245.

Wherein i finally update the trip

Posted in Uncategorized on August 12th, 2005

I could write on for a few paragraphs about the anniversary trip, but i think i’ll keep it a bit short and go over the highlights:

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Wherein my bass is suddenly in demand

Posted in Uncategorized on August 5th, 2005

Earlier today i get a call from a friend of mine who wants to know if i wanna get together with them to do an inpromptu jam session at the DNA next week.

Then later today i get another call from another friend who i haven’t seen in years, wanting to know if i would be interested in playing bass for his band.

Zoinks. Two calls in one day? That never happens. Of course, i’m taking both offers up (although i still have to listen to the latter’s new music first, see if i dig it). However, names will be witheld to protect the guilty until we see how things go.

Tomorrow Ztepfinat0r and i take off for Carmel for a long weekend of vile hedonism. W00t! No contact for us. Leave a message after the beep, please.

Who is this Bolton character, anyway?

Posted in Uncategorized on August 3rd, 2005

For those of you who are wondering what all the hubbub about this John Bolton guy, check out this short Quicktime video here.

Then remember that he just got appointed as U.S. Ambassador to the U.N.

Great match, huh?

Posted in Uncategorized on August 3rd, 2005

My job can go fuck itself.

Put back on licensing *again* for the third time in three weeks.

Fucking pissed off.