Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about the present. Now, I might stroll down memory lane and talk about a recent past in this blog.
A friend of mine went into surgery today, and I spoke to him yesterday about it. It was a pretty major surgery and he was a bit nervous. Having gone through some heavy surgery, I advised him to think of the surgery as like a race or a match or a game you’re gonna win. Visualization is a strong tool. I used to do that before a track race. For example, I would imagine myself winning. I would imagine the times I’d have to run in every lap. I’d imagine it over and over before the race. It works. So in other words, you treat surgery almost the same. You just imagine the outcome as being real good. That you’ve won. Cast away any negative thoughts. All this and some humor and sarcasm go a long way.
Now I’ll explain to you what I mean about humor and sarcasm. They are strong tools to get you through some heavy stuff. For example, when I was having surgery, I heard a familiar voice say, “I’m taking the kid and I’m going to Texas. You’re welcome to come along.” Well, after strongly objecting to what I heard, I thought to myself, sure, I’ll be in the lobby right away. You’ll recognize me. I’ll be the guy dragging himself across the floor. Oh yeah, and it’ll be easy to recognize me. I’ll be the guy with the eyepatch and the surgically implanted trac in my throat. I’ll be dragging a machine that breathes for me. I’ll also have surgically implanted pic line next to my collar bone that takes a multitude of medicines. And then there’s a classic IV on a stand with wheels I’ll be dragging. I’ll also have a feeding tube with pink paste for the morning and brown paste for dinner. Don’t worry about any restroom stuff, cause I’ll have a catheter in me and some big diapers that are quite impressive. There’s also some boots I’ll be wearing. They inflate deeply with air to stop me from getting any blood clots in my leg. They put them on me because I did develop a blood clot. The doctors headed it off at the pass, slicing me open and catching the blood clot before it went to my lungs. So I’ll have a pretty impressive scar from my belly button all the way up to my ribs. Oh yeah, and there’ll be all kinds of wires all over me to monitor brain function, heart function, circulation, blood/oxygen, all that fun stuff. Oh, and one last thing, I can’t fly because of the pressure, so we’ll have to rent an ambulance and a crew. About a week should do it because we’ll have to drive slow. Other than that, I’m good to go. It should be an interesting trip.
Anyway, a little sarcasm goes a long way. I mean, you gotta laugh at all this. Otherwise it’s too damn depressing. I’m sure my friend will do just fine. Imaging a good outcome always does wonders. Always think positive.
That’s it for this week. Love and miss you guys!
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