It really sucks to eat healthy and I am only doing it because otherwise I would die. But I hate every minute of it. Walking past pizza stores. Bakeries. Bars. I just hate it man.
But for some strange inexplicable reason the wife wants me to stick around so I have to be good. I am sure everything will be fine but I doubt I will feel like posting for a couple of days. We will see how it goes.
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You have my empathy, Troop.
If it helps, I have learned over the past few years that if you're good 95% of the time, you can go to town the other 5%.
Consult your doctor and all that, but I think once you've settled down and things are back in working order, you'll be able to indulge, and you'll enjoy it more than ever.
Good luck, pal. Hang in there.
Hoping and praying all goes well.
best of luck. make sure to have the wife text Sixty with the play by play so he doesn't freak out.
;)
I was thinking of having the wife put up a post but then said...wait a minute that is not going to work.
Just check our facebook at Lee Lees Valise and you will get the scoop.
This all makes me so sad - lasers, eh? I swear my right angle grinder would make fast work of this job.
I don't understand what "eating healthy" means, but since my diet is extremely limited, I guess I have a different perspective.
One time I had to fast before swallowing a camera in a pill. All I can say is when they gave me a glass of cold water to wash the pill down that was the best water I ever had.
So you have my sympathy on the fasting thing, but the rest - damn boy, what's it going to take to get you to tune up your approach to food? Eat to live, not the opposite.
Now pardon me while I have some sea weed and brown rice.
Kidding - rice will kill you.
Will be praying all goes well, Trooper.
I totally get missing all the wonderful tasting foods you have given up. It will get easier. It will. And hopefully you'll eventually feel healthy enough from your efforts that it will have been and continue to be worth it.
I also hope you get to a point where you can occasionally indulge in a few treats and it won't hurt you.
Thanks guys.
You know I like to complain.
That's what blogs are for.
I am sure I will get to indulge again here and there. It just will not be the life long moveable feast that it used to be.
So be it.
We all have to move on in life.
Just don't become Althouse and we are good.
Dude I told you I can't drink.
No, I meant get your IQ reduced.
All the best tomorrow. You'll be in my thoughts and prayers.
Trooper - It's all going to be okay. By this time tomorrow you'll be elated by how great you feel with a heart operating at normal speed. Just in time for Christmas, best of all.
I hope your nurse is a knockout, Troop.
But not a game player.
I don't care if she is a knockout.
I just want her to wash her hands.
is the facebook set public? I don't have a facebook account. Facebook is a tool of evil.
Could we bribe a nurse to live blog the event?
Minus the opening enema of course.
Good point, CJ, one could be hunted down by a PI or something. Not that Spindles can do much from Italy, mind you, but he sure seemed impressed with Michaelangelo's David, just sayin'.
The Walt Disney animated Robin Hood from back in the 70's is streaming on Netflix.
What a voice cast. Roger Miller, Peter Ustinov, Pat Buttram, Andy Devine, Ken Curtis...etc...
When I was a kid I had the record/book. I had it memorized. Never saw it until that brief time I had a kid. I remember the day we watched it. Three year olds are funny little bastards.
I heard the Spinster was trying to have a side by side comp picture taken with the statue.
The authorities didn't appreciate it.
But that's just gossip I heard, it probably didn't happen.
Right?
Wash her hands? Why would she start that now?
Good luck Trooper.
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall all you gotta do is blog...
How goes the drinking tonight, Lem?
I'll be on the night shift from midnight to 4 am, with thoughts and prayers for comfort, peace, healing and recovery. The early risers can take it from there.
One of the things I enjoy about Lem's blog, are the inclusion of late night editions, usually courtesy of ChipA, that add something unusual and keep it dynamic during times when other blogs have entered 1st and 2nd sleep.
Good Luck Trooper. Remember: Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Be well, Trooper. Just remember that "ablative" is a grammatical case in Latin, used to express a moving away from something.
Farewell, friend.
Cody Jarrett...Roger is my man and Walking In the Sunshine is one of my favorites. Another one of those dance-around-the-kitchen with the little guys and feel happy songs, played during their early years. Good times.
He's is one of those bad boys with a hell hole of an early childhood and a prodigious talent and means of expressing himself later on, up to the point where he smoked himself to an early death.
They're so perky, I love that. Except that's not what he said: he distinctly said "To Blave," which we all know means "to bluff." So you're probably playing cards...
Get er done!
We all here wish you the best.
MamaM, likewise a Roger Miller fan.
Roger Miller was brilliant. In response to being scoffed at for his "lightweight" recordings, he wrote the story line and composed all the music for Big River, which had a long and successful run on Broadway.
No pool, no pets, ain't got no cigarettes...
Godspeed, Troop.
Was out of touch because of computer problems. Back now and praying for the best outcome. Well, if an agnostic's prayer has any clout. But seriously, hoping for the best. May the road rise up ta meetya and all that other blather.
Relax. You got this.
Probably better for us--at least some of us--to remember is "you can't roller skate in a buffalo herd--but you can be happy if you've a mind to. All you've got to do is put your mind to it, knuckle down, buckle down, do it do it do it."
It ain't Shakespeare--but it don't need to be.
Friend of mine just sent me this link.
Sorry it's not hot linked.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zfvPPPc_UTs
Well out of sympathy to our fearless leader here, I just visited the local Duke doc-in-the-box and had a punch biopsy done on a mole that had been bothering me.
Yeah, I know, it's not like heart surgery, but hey, I do what I can.
My P.A. washed her hands - I saw her. She is also Army reserve, so right off I knew she would do good work.
She did, punched that mole right out, slapped a bandaid on and sent me home. That's the kind of service one likes.
Let's hope ol' Troopski finds the help competent, too. You just never know these days.
What's a "Duke doc-in-the-box"?
Duke...university?
Speaking of drunk drivers, and I think CJ was, I got a call from my brother. He was driving home from his wife's work Christmas party when he had to hit the shoulder of the highway to avoid a wrong way driver.
He called 911, but by the time the police were able to do anything the drunk had run head on into an innocent party and killed one passenger.
My brother dodged a bullet and I avoided becoming an only child.
Have I mentioned that I hate drunk drivers? Because I do.
@Blake - I am a regular Duke University Medical Center customer, er, patient, but they have many clinics and urgent care centers all around the area. I went to the one in my little town. Handy, and if needed, they can send you to the big hospital with no fuss and no muss. Bam, you are in.
I fail to see the problem with that, Sixty. (Not saying YOU do, either, but apparently a lot of folks do.)
We have a clinic here that we've used for years. They've handled 95% of the stuff we need, and occasionally (twice) sent us to the hospital.
I guess that's not okay any more.
I know a guy got arrested for DUI. They took him to the small town PD. By the time they located and roused the only cop they had qualified to run the drunkometer, it was 4-5 hours later and he blew just under.
Seems like at that time of night they could've just taken him to the big town next door.
Another time, same town, they put a guy in the cell to wait and got busy and forgot about him. He was still sitting there waiting the next morning. By that time, sober as a judge.
Although I talked to a prosecutor once who'd just handled a case where a woman had been out drinking the night before, driven home, slept 3-4 hours, got up, showered, had coffee, and drove to work. On her way to work she was pulled over for speeding. Officer thought he smelled alcohol over the toothpaste and perfume so he did a field test and arrested her. She was .1 something.
Must've been hammered driving home the night before.
I have a nurse practitioner. She's all new and shiny and everything. She's not affiliated with any hospital.
OTOH, BarryCare has fixed it so the local big hospital (it's also the local small hospital) isn't affiliated with the only insurance company fit to run according to Barry. So if I'd had any of the doctors affiliated with the hospital--I'd be out of luck. As it is, no insurance coverage for any testing.
Fuck barry and his stupid barrycare.
Although, come to think of it, my NP very carefully washed her hands before she donned the gloves to give me the squeeze and cough test. Then she washed her hands again after she took the gloves off.
That seems excessive, somehow. I mean--I took a shower about two hours before she was grabbing and squeezing.
You can tell a lot about priorities by watching people. Take hand-washing for instance. An Englishman washes his hands after he takes a leak. A Frenchman washes his hands before he takes a leak.
...sober as a judge.
You've never been to court in North Carolina, have you?
First family court judge I went before in Raleigh was later arrested for drunk and disorderly conduct and exposing himself while urinating in the shrubbery outside of a bar.
He was disbarred. That made me laugh.
Duke's puke.
Wake's fake.
NC State's the team I love to hate.
Go, Heels!!
In all seriousness, Duke's medical services are top notch. Five hours from here, but worth the trip when you're facing down death. I've known countless people who have benefited from them. People who likely wouldn't be here anymore.
Obamacare will discourage places like that from existing anymore...in America. The market will find fertile soil to conduct business. Thailand has already emerged as a viable competitor for American medical treatment, and the damage the government has inflicted on the economy will drive even more business their way. For many procedures, it's cheaper to fly over there than it is to get treatment here. Freedom will spring up somewhere as it continues to dry up on these shores.
I hate commies.
Did he have to register as a sex prevert, Sixty?
Once he was disbarred he was a threat to no one.
But seriously, I don't know. I think he went to rehab and was magically healed. He had connections.
UNC is the evil empire. Duke even kicked UNC's ass in football this year. FOOTBALL, bitches!
I just sorta know a guy (lives in the town I grew up in) that was arrested as a 17 year old for peeing in public like that, and he has to register as a sex offender.
Thailand?
Wow. It's like one stop shopping!
Sex tourism, medical tourism, drug tourism...all for one low price.
Bang an underage whore, spend a night with a couple of ladyboys, smoke some really good stuff, and get your pacemaker installed! Discounts for package deals!
Hurray for Thailand!
That woman over at TOP is posting up yet another anti-male topic. It must be quite the joy trying to meet her expectations.
is it any wonder the AltCoh boys grew up preferring the company of boys over girls?
The Blaze has a story up about a guy who tried to do a knock out game deal in a shopping mall. Wound up getting his ass kicked by the woman he tried to assault (and some other guy).
White people. The original attacker was a black guy.
I suppose the woman is a racist for not letting herself be knocked out.
Or perhaps the media's racist for reporting it?
According to the Mayo report, ablation is a 3-6 hour procedure, which means TY could still be undergoing the process of having his heart permanently changed. No small thing no matter how routinely it's done.
As for Althouse: she sure knows how to engage the menfolk and get a rise. The brief appearance of Mary with some interesting if not divine commentary prompted the dogs-in-the-manger to wake up and respond to her visage with a knock-out blow.
The ablation procedure is pretty cool, and gives one reason to thank God for the creativity of the human mind.
Before Mrs. H. underwent ablation her MD showed us the room. It has what was essentially a GPS satellite on the ceiling that could map out all the electric currents in her heart so that they showed up on a computer screen.
Amazing stuff. Mixed in with all the thousands of lines of electric current were small dots where the currents started. The MD could analyze which dots were causing irregular heartbeats, insert a probe into the heart, and kill that little spot of the heart with an electric jolt. We're talking about areas the side of the head of a pin, or smaller.
After he zapped all the areas he thought were causing trouble he checked his work by stopping and starting her heart a few times. (!!!) If there were more trouble areas, they got zapped as well, then more stopping and starting.
When it was all over, her heart ran wall, no pacemaker, no drugs. It was life saving, no doubt about it. Before having the ablation, there were days when we thought she might not make it much longer. Now, things are normal.
Thank God we had regular insurance and this was covered.
The heart stopping and starting meds are amazing. Strong medicine, indeed.
In my case they were administered through veins in my neck. I was awake when they jabbed those IVs in. Not too bad.
The most painful one was the one they jammed in my wrist to get instant feedback on my BP. That one hurt like a mother.
Hope the Trooper is doing well - any time they work on your heart it is a big deal. But the technology is impressive as all get out.
As for Althouse: she sure knows how to engage the menfolk and get a rise.
I think there's a word for that kind of woman.
Troop is old school, so it is like setting the timing on an old car!
You mean that post she had today windbag? Well, what do you expect when her husband is hanging out with all the other bitches in the neighborhood.
And poof! All of Mary's comments have been dispatched to never-never land. The strong feminist blogger lady just can't abide having her ideas questioned.
Except Meade doesn't hang with the bitches, Evi--he's pretty much always found with the dogs.
I don't read Althouse anymore, Evi. Bitch isn't the word I was thinking of.
Rhymes with "brick knees", am I right?
Hey guys guess what?
The doctor was backed up with emergencies so sat here for six hours doing nothing.
I have to stay over night and I am rescheduled for 2pm tomorrow.
You never want to be the last burger on the grill.
Lisa is gonna punch somebody soon.
Well there you go. Jeet jet?
On the plus side.......there's not a plus side.
Ya know, Spinelli probably tipped them a C-note if they'd eff with you a little.
Just be glad you didn't catch something sitting around in the hospital for 6 hours.
Speaking of Visages and last burgers on the grill! Holy Cow!!!
How much jeeting is possible with another 12 hour fast in the works? All this waiting has to be hell on Lisa as well as a heart inclined to race.
So I take it you did not get to eat.
You are going to be even skinnier when you get out of there.
Rhymes with whore. Wait, it IS whore.
How's the hospital room ambiance, Trooper? Nice room? Good TV? Quiet?
I have to stay over night and I am rescheduled for 2pm tomorrow.
Does that mean no food still?
They probably have you on liquids only.
Can't say I wasn't happy and relieved to see TY show up for a 6:27 surprise. For a brief moment I thought surgery was over, his heart was back on track, and he was lucid. Then all the helium went Whoosh out of that happy balloon. As far as complications go, this one leans more toward the benign, though it still sucks to be stuck waiting and waiting on the grill and then waiting some more in a side pan.
Hope you have a restful night TY. Ask for something relaxing to take if sleep eludes you. You, Lisa and the doctor set to perform wonders and miracles on you will be kept in heart and mind through the night and into tomorrow.
They probably have you on liquids only.
Sounds like your standard fare.
How you can remain hospitalized and still moderate these comments is a tribute to your stamina.
In bed now finally.
Lisa go me some food.
I feel almost human
Good, now get some rest and conserve your strength. There will be more comments here tomorrow that will need wrangling.
Ohhhhhhh...I am falling into the hinted-at trap, relieving my free floating anxiety by becoming negatively fixated on the Holiday Doings over at the Other Place where things are heating up like a string of C5's after dark or the oven during a baking spree.
Of special notice was the use of words/concepts of "spewing" and "Eternal Gratitude" by the cheerful winter bird, who managed to squeeze both into a two sentence declaration and present it as if it were a special wrapped gift.
Then there's the quarreling over who said and meant what about men wearing shorts, because clarity about that is as important as who gets to put the star on the tree.
Mistaken use of the word Alzheimer for Asperger, was covered over with a festive embroidered cloth of defense that included "Aspergers… it's not even considered real anymore, is it?" Which in turn led to betamax staining the cloth with an unpleasantly accurate observation and running around afterwards like the Gingerbread man, either deleting himself or allowing those chasing him to do so.
It's all very queer but common. Ordinary but mysterious. The last Holiday Kerfuffle, the Big One that released a shot heard around the bloghousephere, took place during a different celebration, one centered around Independence, rather than Peace and Good Will. Tis the season. What Jollyness this one brings is up in the air!
The wisdom of Tony Soprano: "I agree with that Senator Sanitorium. He says if we let this stuff go too far, pretty soon we'll be fucking dogs." -Tony, talking to Dr. Melfi about homosexuality
is it any wonder the AltCoh boys grew up preferring the company of boys over girls?
Because they saw, first-hand from mom, how terrible some women can be?
Just be glad you didn't catch something sitting around in the hospital for 6 hours.
When my uncle/foster father was dying of cancer and I was taking care of him, I spent months hanging out in (the now-closed) St Vincent's hospital in Manhattan. I ended up with a horrible and extremely painful series of infections from MRSA. It took over a year of sulfa drugs, ointments up the nose and ass and twice-daily baths in Hibiclens to finally de-colonize myself of it.
Advice to lovely Lisa - bring a purse-sized bottle of Lysol and hand sanitizer to the hospital and a thorough scrub-down for the both of you afterwards.
Godspeed today, Jim.
Mulligan day. Here we go.
Stay safe and get home soon Troop.
And Paladian, no slight intended to you by the dog quote. I thought it would make Troop laugh about LSL.
And in the nurture vs nature argument on homosexuality, I could see Ann's example driving the boys to another team...or in the case of LSL to the dogs.
Palladian, exactly, on both counts.
Friend of mine had an operation and wound up with one of those nasty hospital infections, almost killed him. Megadosed IV antibiotics and another hospital stay as the cure...fucking silly.
Then again--from what little I know of the one AltCoh boy I've paid any bare attention to--he's as much a little twat as his mother is.
Like an Annie mini-me, just with the actual anatomical equipment instead of the pretend kind she wears daily.
I noted old dirty EBL is commenting about spouses doing housework. Clearly LSL is not cleaning off the keyboard and mouse after his dog sessions on line.
Interesting dealio over there. Recurring anti-male posts, mixed in with "how men should be" posts. One gets the feeling that she is pissed off at her boys, husband, or both, and wants them to conform to her ideal of what men should be.
Just in time for Christmas.
"Recurring anti-male posts, mixed in with "how men should be" posts. One gets the feeling that she is pissed off at her boys, husband, or both, and wants them to conform to her ideal of what men should be."
How many floors is the mall in Madison?
TY,
May God guide with wisdom and skill the minds and hands of the medical people who minister in His Name, and grant that every cause of illness be removed.
Ditto what Pogo wrote.
A hospital ain't no place for a sick person.
Oh, Troop! I missed Wholly the Day of Ablation. That's because it fell on a Sunday this year. [That's my story; I'm sticking to it].
Best wishes for a great recovery.
Roofie!
I think you're in luck, because Troop wasn't (in luck). His ablation was delayed till today!
Hey Ruth Ann, are you aware there was a thread dedicated to you over at Lem's joint? Wednesday, December 4th, Open Pun Thread, posted by Haz. Go take a look if you've got the time and maybe add a pun, or better yet, put your pun here....ooh, what I said!
Good luck Troop! Hopefully you'll be well enough for pizza and a beer before too long.
In memory of Titus and his pointed slandering and dubious musings about my midwest locale, I submit the following assessment of: Top 10 US travel destinations with special attention to #1, which beat out Cape Cod and the Scallop Shack for culture, art and good times.
ripic: Found it! Your vicious my comment. [Imagine a German accent on that one.]
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