Hi everybody. I just want to share this photo with you. It’s amazing what surgery can do. They fixed my skin cancer. No problem now. Pretty cool, huh? I’m gonna keep it short. Talk to you guys next week. I’m gonna go sunbathing now.
Love, B. Nice
January 23, 2019
Happy New Year everyone! The above photo is why I haven’t blogged in a while. Now I know what it feels like to get scratched in the face by bobcat or get in a bar fight with a broken beer bottle. Oh, you should see the other guy! Anyway, I strongly recommend you use sun block if you go outside. Look what I got hit with now after years of surfing and photo shooting on location. Never a dull moment. I’ll tell you, brain surgery was less painful than this. Anyway, Life Goes On.
I’m actually recovering pretty good. The only problem was all this surgery triggered auras which are a prelude to a seizure. Not cool. One step at a time. That’s all I could do. Right?
Things are getting better though. I feel pretty well. My surgeon was really good. It was pretty interesting, the whole operation. There was a team for each step of the way. There was a team that did the pre-op operation, a team that did the operation, a team that stitched you up, and a team that did the bandage. It went pretty smooth. If you ever go through this, just make sure you have someone to take care of you after the operation. You know, bandage and wound care, etc. I had good family and friend support which helped a lot. You need that when you go through stuff like this. Hey, I figure it’s a good conversation starter for the bar scene. You know, you could go up to a girl and say, “See my scar on my nose?” You have something to talk about. You see, there’s always a positive to every negative.
I’m gonna keep it short. I don’t feel like talking so much. Oh, yeah, one other thing. I have a triangle bar above my bed. You use it to pull yourself up. Anyway, I was pulling myself up and my left hand slipped off the bar and I punched myself in the nose. I let out a yell that would make the local fire department proud. My dog came running in to check on me. I just thought I’d share that with you.
This is B. Nice signing off. Happy New Year, once again.
August 15, 2018
Hi you guys! Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present!
Man! Look at the date! I haven't talked to you guys in a while. I'm gonna have a little pity party for me because it's good to do it once in a while.
Seconds go into minutes. Minutes go into hours. Hours go into days. Days go into months. Months go into years, and years go into decades. You see, I'm officially going into the tenth year of my first decade of this as of August 18th, this month. Anyway you think about it, it's been a long time living with this brain injury. I'm getting a little tired fighting this thing, but I'll never give up. The only gauge I have about time is my daughter. She's growing up. It's pretty amazing, but as you can imagine, I feel kind of ripped off. You see, I have no concept of time. It feels like my injury was last year. I left my daughter with my ex-wife thinking she'll take care of her while I fight this thing, and I'll pick up where I left off. But, it's been almost ten years. I missed out on little things like taking her surfing, bike riding, all that stuff. Anyway, that's my whinge, my complaint of the month. Now you can all get back to work. It's pity party of one.
Hey, check it out! My father sold his house and he downsized to a smaller house in town. I'm living with him. It's a small stone house by the side of the road. Pretty cool for me because I can go into town in my power chair. It's pretty funny living together because I can't talk and he can't hear. You should see us trying to use the TV remote. Where like two chimpanzee monkeys that found something shiny. Never a dull moment. And you wonder why the dog stares at us all the time. Anyway, we make it work.
Not much else to talk about. I still go to therapy twice a week to walk. I notice that I haven't been doing the NewStep a lot, and it does take a toll on trying to walk. I guess any activity is good activity. That's all for now. I'll check in with you guys later.
Love, B. Nice
April 25, 2018
Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present. I'm gonna dedicate this blog to my daughter. She's cool, and a great kid.
I want to share a conversation between a father and a daughter… As you journey through life, you're gonna come across a maze that I call "The Maze of Alcohol, Drugs and Tobacco." This was a dream I had.
As you approach the maze, you're gonna have two choices. The first choice is that you're gonna enter the maze. Now, this maze is pretty intense. A lot of my friends, family and people I know have either died or were severely injured or developed addiction because they entered the maze. You might make it out ok, but most people are affected one way or another.
The second choice is just go around it. Avoid it all together. The choice is up to you. But, looking back, going around it, that's what I would do.
I can just see my daughter rolling her eyes and saying, "Dad, you're so weird." That's it for this week. Not much else to say.
This is B. Nice signing off. Love, B. Nice
April 11, 2018
"You can judge a person's character by their actions."