So I popped another fucking tumor in my brain, bramaged as much as it is.

This one was a complete surprise. Caused my pituitary to hemorrhage it was so big. 3.3 CM. Got my 3 year MRI in 2003, clear no problems. First one came out without leaving any residue in 2000. This time it took out the eyesight in my right eye when it hemorrhaged. Could be the optic nerve is comprimised, Have to do Gamma Knife to shrink the bit that's left, have to do nasty steroids because the old boy is pretty punked right how. They need 1 MM clearance on my left optic nerve or radiation is out and I have to choose on having my skull capped to get the rest.

Growth hormones, testosterone, prednisone, I'm going to look like Paul Tuttle Sr. when I'm cleared to work out again muscle mass is already coming back and I haven't lifted a weight.

But this was not fun or anything to joke about. The morning I was taken out of ICU and put into recovery, the gentleman across from me (they put us 3 to a room with one brain nurse) peacefully passed away about 2 hours after I got there.

They tried for an hour to revive him, but he was gone. Had an aggressive tumor removed but it was his time to smile at his nurse and go.

I did not sleep until 3 days after I was discharged.

Even after everything, in another couple of years, it may return. This time, I'll be more careful and not ignore the signs, like the Bell's Palsy I had last December my doctor said was nothing, everybody gets it.

That was the tumor becoming large enough to interfere with my day to day routine and my Doctor didn't think it was serious.

He was wrong again. Just like he was wrong in 1998 when he said I had arthritis and not the first tumor.

It's time to change Doctors.

They shaved my face when they operated, so I don't look like my pictures anymore. Short hair and the handlebars are gone.

But I am vertical. Heart attack August 1, I fell down my stairs and cracked some ribs end of August, and now this. My threesome is done.


I'm glad to be back. Oh, and I had a real attitude change and got to be good friends with God after ignoring him for the last 40+ years. Even for those who do not believe, it gave me something to latch onto while I faced my devils during recuperation.

And your ears will hear a word behind you, this is the way, walk in it',whenever you turn to the right or the left.
Isaiah 30:29.

:hug: Glad you're OK, and I'll be sending good vibes/thoughts/prayers your way for a continued successful recovery! :pals:

:hi: :hug: :hug: :hug: :hug:

My mom had glioblastoma, so the very idea of brain tumors scares me to death.

I'm sending vibes. Hope you recover quickly.

They saw the hemorrhages in the MRI and had me go straight away to University Hospital in Newark NJ for emergency surgery. It was no waiting at that point, even though they couldn't take it out for 2 days because they had NO room on the schedule.


:hi:

She helped me move here, but was having dizziness and memory problems. She went home to see her doc, promising she'd come back to help me unpack. But they did a cat scan and then an MRI and put her right in the hospital.

What kind of tumors are yours?

which disturb the function. Rare in men, even rarer when they return as mine has.

But I'm glad they're non-malignant. Hope they don't return again.

I'll take the shot. If only my vision would return to my right eye I would be happy again. The eye works just fine, like it should, but I see black.

And some mighty cool hallucinations every once in a while as the pituitary tries to get back to normal.

I hope things get back to normal for you. Best of luck!

you were so close....
PLEASE let me know when you are down here again....

I'm not to far away and I would find a ride to come visit......

lost

Eventually a nice cop took pity on me and escorted me to my hotel. Nice town.

long ago. My whole lake is Progressive ex hippies who want nothing more than to vote the bastards out, and the resignation of Trent Lott is big news here.

Glad you are making it though!!!!

:pals:

:hi:

over what you've been through

:pals:

:hi:

:hug: :hug:




healing vibes.....




lost
to close to home.....

Doctor wants me to give up my cats. Said it's too dangerous and I risk infection from them as I heal over the next 6 months my immune system is compromised.


I don't know what to do. One is 11, one is 10.

they seem to be pretty good.....
sorry you have to give them up...
If I didn't have 2 dogs not to mention
dog central when anyone visits...
I would take your cats so you could keep tabs on them...
my Beagles don't know what a cat is......

I know your in Denville.....
:)

I'm.....here


lost

I'm going to be taking them to the Rainbow bridge soon (from old age). Neither were ever seriously ill, just old now.

and are very vocal.....
and loving....
but they smile....
everytime I come home....
they are smiling....
I have a fenced in yard and a doggy door
they can go out when they want....
your babies are awesome....
what are their names???
My Do-we is 8....
Max is 7....


lost

she is a rare bird in the States, the Target dog only she is a large brindle not a mini, and my big ole Lab/golden retriever is Buddah

I thought of the 1968 version of Oliver...
Bullseye and all...
Whats the others name...??
they look so happy and content\\




lost

Corey is a lover, wouldn't hurt a fly or dog or human.

There have been DUers asking about you! So sorry you have been through such an ordeal, but I'm very glad you are well enough to tell us about it. I hope you will continue to recover without any more complications. God Bless. :hug:

I got 'dem brass ones again.

I don't know if your unlucky to have experienced all that or damned lucky to have survived it.
Either way, good fortunes to you from here on out!

the little bastard needs to secrete lots of hormones. It ain't, which means lots of pills, lots of weight gain, lots of side effects. Testosterone makes me into a bear, had it happen 8 years ago.

Good thing I live alone right now.

You are certainly a strong person, and I am glad you are alive.

I guess being a tough guy meant something, but I'm flat worn out and tired of being sick. I can't get my carpal tunnel fixed till next Summer now and can't go under anesthesia unless it's an emergency for 6 months, not even the dentist.

The anesthesiologists chipped a molar and nicked my vocal cord during the operation. I sound like Little Nicky.:rofl: :rofl:

As a twenty year cancer survivor (I had Hodgkins Lymphoma in 1987) I can tell you that an ass kicking attitude is mighty helpful.

I hear you about being tired of being sick. And I still am suffering consequences for when they put me back together funny after my abdominal surgery.

Stay strong and tough!

:hug:

I don't know what to say about these things but I do wish all those with illness's and other challenges the best. Good luck with your recovery.

keep us updated and best wishes :thumbsup:

:rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :hi:

I am so relieved to see you posting...

And to hear that for now, at least, you're on the mend...

Yes, I agree...time indeed for a new doctor!

Welcome back!

:hug:

:pals:

I have been looking forward to this day. Waiting for my good eye to regain focus, waiting for my memory to et back to where it belongs. Waiting for my anger at my circumstance to calm down.


There but by the Grace of God go I. I more than ever believe that. The other people in my room(s) were on death's door, they never told me if I was, and I stayed awake for 8 straight days because I was afraid to go to sleep.


Thank you. I just want my right eye to come back and be friends with my left eye again.

and fightin' the good fight.:thumbsup: :hi:

Thank you:hug:

get better fast!

glad to know you are up and runnin'. Stay strong. Glad to see you posting again.

Get them big Paul Tuttle Sr. arms LOLOL.


Oh yeah, almost forgot

the urologist wants my husband back for a biopsy 2 days after Christmas. It's nice to be reminded that we aren't the only opens traveling this road. I'm not sure how to say this, but it's good to have company.

He has to be a dick about it. "Get a fucked up I am going to beat this" attitude and be agrissive about the treatment.


I am not dying young like my father did. My Mom is 89 and I want to live as long as she does.

Keep on fighting.

I will not be beat down again.

I hope that you continue to heal and gain strength. Peace and love to you!

Your still kicking man...something to be thankful for.

Now I know what linebackers feel like at the end of a game.

I certainly do hope this is over for you - you've been through enough already.

:hi:

Thank you all for such kind thoughts. It's why I love it here,



Be Well

So much to deal with in such a short time. Sending big time healing vibes...

I live in fear of developing another brain tumor; I had one removed 17 years ago. Benign, an acoustic neuroma. But it took the hearing nerve and inner ear on one side so, even though the odds are slim to none, I'm still afraid of one developing on the good side.

I know what you must be feeling. Hang in there; here's to many brighter tomorrows.

and for my left eye to stay lit up. Doing everything now with just one eye is difficult, and driving is a whole new experience. I literally had to relearn how I drive and my friends call me bobble head because you have to sweep side to side with your head to see everything and still drive straight and not pull to either side.


I even drove the hour each way to my Mom's house for Thanksgiving. She didn't expect I could do it. I was exhausted by the time I got home. Super stressful with as much traffic as there was on Rt. 80.

And found it so original...but, I had no idea you've been through so much.

Thank you for sharing what you've been going through...and, yes...you've had your set of three for the year.

Here's keeping the spirit for you that things will continue to improve.

Please accept these many :hug: :hug::hug:

And these Redeemable Any Time! Hug Coupons :hug:

Thank you so much. I renamed myself after my 2003 MRI when it showed I was clear. Too bad I only had health insurance this year again in July or I maybe would have caught this earlier. No matter how menial the job or difficult the boss, the number one priority for me will always be health insurance. My heart attack alone the 1st hospital billed Oxford Health care over $60,000.


I have YET to receive a bill from the hospital that did my latest brain surgery. And that is scary.

http://www.worldhealing.net/

Again :hug: :hug: :hug:

My mom had a golfball sized tumor removed about 5 years ago from the middle of her brain - so I can somewhat understand what you're going through. Sorry you had to deal with it AGAIN.

I wanted to get my mom a t-shirt with this on it - but while she thought it was hilarious, she'd never wear it. ;)

And that is a great idea. I may have to try that. HAHAHA Arnold, it is not a tumor, with that accent, priceless.

My wife Radio Lady and I send good wishes for your recovery. We're dealing with medical issues, too, but nothing like you've experienced. She had no idea you were battling such difficulties. I like to say, "Keep a good thought in your head." Black humor for you, because your thoughts have to do battles with your tumors! :sarcasm:

Wish we were closer to you geographically -- we're kind of a fun couple and helpful, too.

I used to live in Randolph Township, New Jersey -- not sure where you are without a map.

That was with my first wife, who died in 1971.

Radio Lady and I have been together for almost 35 years. One of the toughest was 1995, when I climbed a ladder to trim some branches off a tree, and fell... Bone came through my elbow, I broke my wrist, lost 1/2 my blood and crawled into the house to call 911. They airflighted me to a trauma center and operated for 11 hours. Luckily, I survived with a usable left arm (I am right handed).

You sound like a really great guy.

We don't really believe in the power of personal prayer, but we will do some kind of devotional tonight.

Audio Al, your Radio Pal and Radio Lady in Portland, OR

THANK you from my heart. Randolph Township is a few minutes up Route 10 from here. And how much the area has changed. Over development, shopping, shopping, shopping. I actually did a rolling tumble. tucking in my hands and face and tried to protect them and roll as I fell but I fell from the top step and landed on my back at the bottom of the stairs. I never fell so heard and didn't realize till later in the day I was hurt bad enough to have to go to the hospital.


The people where I work have been more supportive and concerned than I could have ever imagined. And through it all, their primary concern was getting me back, since (heheheheh) NO ONE there knows how the systems run except me. And I control the website, their email, the backups. And yet, there was no talk of "having someone else available just in case something happens". It was get the hell back here as soon as you can.


I only wish they paid me a little more LOLOL.


Take care and all my best to the both of you.

Dain

I'm glad you're employed and have medical coverage.

Yeah, I guess we all wished we were paid a bit more. Now we volunteer for free -- thankfully, we don't have to be employed right now.

When I lived in New Jersey, I worked for a company called Adage. They manufactured A to D/D to A converters and the Ambilog 200 -- a combination of an analog and digital computer. I also worked for them in Washington, D.C. and Boston.

In those years, the speed of digital computers was such that you could do computations faster in analog. The forte of that system was in being able to compute with analog and then store on digital. The system could rotate three-dimensional models in real time -- good for molecular modeling. They were doing that kind of stuff at New York University and Columbia University. I sold one of those systems to the National Security Agency, a big ticket item at half a million dollars. I also tried to sell Hoffman La Roche, but never got the order.

So much for my illustrious career. Now, our career is living -- healthy, not so wealthy, and at least a little bit wiser!

Nice to chat with you. Hope everything improves from now on.

Best,

Al

glad you're back!

I can only relate with the bell's. I had it when I was 18. I recovered 99.9%, the only "droop" I've got is my right eye, which is so slight only I notice. :hi:

Man it sucked. My whole left side of my face went to hell in a hand basket and I had a bad speech impediment for 4 months and couldn't blink my left eye till May.


:hi:

did you think you had a stroke when it happened? That's what I thought (I was 18 remember, lol)My senior year in high school too. I was first chair flute too, so trying to play out of one side of my face rather sucked. How has your recovery gone since May? I know lots of people don't recover at all.

I called my ex and she drove me to the doctor the next day. It happened on December 22 of last year, JUST as I was getting ready for Xmas I woke up and thought I was going to die.


In retrospect, for me it was a warning I didn't heed and wished I had.

:hug:

:hug:

that's a heck of a lot to go through! Good wishes and vibes for you.

I was mad at myself for not picking up on the signs. But I was also in denial that it would return again. Next time I'll listen to the voice behind me, because inevitably, it will return someday down the road.

it's not a bad thing to be hopeful.

I'm sorry you had such a clueless doctor. And I'm very glad you're still here despite that.

I hope you don't get any more nasty surprises. You've had enough of them.

:hi:

who have a history like me. I've already talked to a couple and they just say sorry and hang up the phone. It's not that they don't understand they are afraid of the liability now. My doctor sits on the board as Chairman at the local hospital and is well respected (by dolts I think) as a "good" doctor. I beg to differ with them, but I am in between a rock and hard place. And I go visit him yet again today in the afternoon to go over everything and to fight with him about releasing my records to my heart guy and endocrinologist.

:hug:

:hi: That sounds like it was terrible. I'm glad you made it through!

Too much damage and too many meds now. It sucks getting Olde.


Cyas later, to the vet with my Corey for a nail trim and rabies shot and the Doctor for bullshit.


Be well.

I can only imagine the ordeal of going through all that.

anyone going through it. It ain't pretty going through this alone.


Be well:yourock: :hi:

Welcome back. :hug:

joking about what the fuck I'm doing vertical.

But that's what being a real tough guy is all about. Don't have to beat on people, just have to say NO and keep pushing on.

:hi: :hug: