Remembering

...and to my 0 readers, I shall now speak (as you've all been waiting for) about these last 10 months.

As always no bullshit from me.  Encouragement...always.

After my surgery, there was somewhat of a post-surgery "bliss".  You've survived.  Everyone is offering you encouragement.  Your failures are overlooked and achievements are put on a pedestal.  Whether you have 1 person routing you on, or 10...you just want to kick ass for them.

As things must go, people move forward with their life.  Which is good.  Really good!  

But people forget.  It's just the way it goes.  I remember numerous of big procedures that family and friends went through.  I forgot.  It's just what we do.  Already people were forgetting that I had balance issues.  Forgetting that I was now deaf in my right ear.  I started getting and am even more socially awkward.  The thing that really, really gets under my skin is when people get annoyed because they can't hear me (it's 3x as annoying for me!) or when people repeat things really slow like I'm an idiot.

I also have shitty balance.  I fell in July and fractured a bone and sprained my wrist.  Was discouraging and started to feel like everything was against me.

However, all this being said, there are certainly positive things.  

I've taken a better, much better paying job.  I've done well at it, so the future looks good.  Outside of the (non) tumor and high blood pressure, my health is good.  AND?

IT.

COULD.

BE. 

WORSE.

Seriously.

Whenever I feel sorry to myself, I see/hear shit that makes my issues (non issues) seem so trivial.

People are here.

I'm going to leave this blog.

:)

16 Months Later

I've neglected this.

Some of it has been intentional, other circumstances were out of my control.

My laptop was out of commission for over 7 months, and I didn't feel like typing anything mundane that would come from my phone.

I just decided to stop typing.  I don't know why.  It stopped being therapeutic, I guess.  However I never play by yesterday, so I felt compelled to update, and may update after.  Or maybe not.

My year follow-up was delayed by scheduling conflicts between myself and my doctor.  Therefore it was finally conducted today.  The result?  I feel fortunate.  So far.

The brain MRI is still lighting up a small dot in the problem area.  When my tumor was removed, they put some sort of material in to fill the absence.  They don't know if it's just something from that lighting up, or if it's something tumor-like that's causing it to light up.  The Doctor doesn't seem concerned, and tells me this is pretty common.  I have to follow up in a year, but will follow his lead of not being concerned.

To my surprise I now find that my blood pressure is way high.  160 over 80 or some shit?  Crazy.  I probably should get that in check...

Six Months to the Day.

Here is a post I've been looking forward to.

This is a post I really wanted to relate to.

This is a landmark I wanted to call out.

In reality, my six month 'anniversary' is nothing.  It's just another day in my world.

That's not supposed to sound depressing.  All I really wanted is to get back into my world.  To have my world at the very least.

There are positives and negatives.  The positives are great - I mean, I am still living, full of love, and won't stop ticking!!!

Now...realistically.  I want people to know the truth.  Anyone that's considering this surgery...I want them to know what an average fella like myself feels.

Pick the brain of your doctor.  Don't ever feel like you're asking "too much".  Keep going.  Ask more.  If you go through with this surgery, they will get paid very well,.

Embrace science.  If your path involves surgery or not, realize that science has gotten to the point that most of us (including myself) can't comprehend.

If you can, find a great support system.  I am lucky in the fact that I'm very close with my family.  I do understand that there are folks with no one to talk to.  I'll give my number up all day long...but it will at least take a private message!

Your first 24 hours is going to suck.  You will be all pukey from hours of the 'good stuff', and you'll have plenty of other shit that will keep you on the fringe of the living and dead.  Just always remember in your most miserable times that things will get better.

...And they will.  Remember to focus on your progress.  You will be challenged.  You will conquer.  You will love it.  I'll get to my own weird circumstances later.

Into the Groove.

I'm back at work full time. 

I'm back to counting calories via fitday.com (very handy).  I've gained about 8-10 pounds since my surgery - a product of being sedentery and not eating well.  Working out still zaps me, so I'm resorting to really watching my food intake.

A Simple Nihilist

I think this is the best way to describe myself (this week, haha).


You see, Nietzsche came along and decided to put a whole philosophical structure surrounding Nihilsm.  He spoke about creating the "Overman", or "The Übermensch".  While I can appreciate his lofty goals and certainly find his writings to be a good read, I don't buy into it 100%.  So what do I believe, or not believe in this case?


Organized Religion - at its base, I truly believe that religion could be a good thing.  It seems that there is a proper moral code in most religious writings.  I was raised in a tight Christian family, and loved my upbringing.  I just could never buy into religion.  I'd have my moments, and then slowly slip back into my unbelief.  Where organized religion can get scary is when people start killing in the name of their God.  This brings me to my next point.


Atheism - I am fairly close to being an Atheist.  However, I just cannot be 100% sure that there is not some sort of God.  Even if you go back as far as "The Big Bang", it seems that matter had to of come from somewhere.  So while I don't partake in any organized religion, I cannot discount the possibility of some sort of God, though I don't completely but into it, either.


I have quite a few friends that are Athiests, and have seen disturbing behaviour.  Some seem to think that the abolishment of religion would lead to a more peaceful world.  Let me start with the thought of "abolishment".  This is the type of rhetoric that frightens me.  This is no different then a religious person thinking the abolishment of another religion would make the world a better place.  I don't believe it's a healthy thought process.  I believe the fact is the human race will find something to fight about.  If not religion, something else will divide the people.  Government and money come to the forefront of my mind.  No, I don't think that the abolishment of any religion is the answer.  It's simply tolerance.  I have many friends that are Christian, a couple that are Muslim, and the aforementioned Athiest friends.  Give each other the respect for their beliefs.  They probably believe what they do because it comforts them.  That includes you, Athiests!  Sure, we can have fun at each other's expense...let's laugh at our differences, sure.  But nobody should attack one another for their beliefs.  


As for me, I fit into none of those categories.  I simply don't believe any of them.  I respect all of them as an entity - it's the people of the entities that I may lose respect for through their actions.  The following quote best describes me:


"You were not there for the beginning. You will not be there for the end. Your knowledge of what is going on can only be superficial and relative" 
— William S. Burroughs


But I don't totally believe it.  

I'm This.

Listing My Listlessness.

I'm three days old back into my old routine.  For the previous month, the routine was pretty much "take it easy".  There has not been much to prepare for.  One thing I've noticed that is probably quite humorous to an outsider is the confusion I go through when getting ready for work.  There's a list of things I do.  Eat.  Shower.  Iron (if applicable).  Brush teeth.  Shave.  You get it...

The last three days I've found myself walking into a room and taking 10-15 seconds to remember why I went to that room.  Or I will walk into the wrong room because I got distracted by something else, and forget what I was originally looking for.  Now I know this happens to everybody, but it's been somewhat exccessive the last three days.  I'm sure this will subside as I'm "exercising" my brain more each day, but it can be funny or sometimes frustrating.  "Why the hell am I standing in the kitchen???"

On the positive front, our department did not get affected by these immanent "changes" that were coming down on the 1st of August.  As it turns out, no one seems to still know what the hell the changes were.  Why the scare tactics?