Well good friends,
I'm back and had such a GREAT time it's hard to get back into the swing of things here at work. I'm so glad I went even though it seemed like there were so many hurdles to jump just getting on the plane. I'll try and tell you but may run short of time. I left work an hour early on Thursday to go see my Pain Doc who had the results of my MRI. Since her partner had more back / neck training I saw him. Well he took one look at my MRI report and told me I had to go to a neck surgeon right away the next morning, no GO, no $200. I told him that I couldn't as I was going to a (made-up) funeral the next day in North Carolina. He insisted that my neck was so bad that I should cancel my trip to see this surgeon and if I didn't, I could do major damage to my neck. So we went back and forth for a while, You have to see him! I can't! Yes> No!, what ever! The next morning I got up thinking I had plenty of time to make my 8:30 flight untill my wife looked at the boarding passes I printed the day before. She said, these say 6:30am not 8:30am! Why didn't I put my glasses on, those dang 6's & 8's!! Yikes! So she got on the phone and found out that US Air no longer has standby and I would have to buy a new ticket and get credit less a penalty for missing my flight. Long story>short! They gave me back $165. back for my $260. ticket and charged me $685. for a new last minute ticket. I told my wife >NO!!! But she insisted that I should go as I work way to hard and really needed the break although I hadn't told her about what the Doc said yet! Then my hernia insision started bleading through the white shirt I had on and wrecked it. After patching me up w/ butterflys and bandaids, she drove me to the airport and dropped me of w/ a duffle bag to heavy for me to carry and a small back pack filled w/ meds. After an hour in the security line I finally made it to the metal / gunpowder-explosive detector. I failed because even though I took my tens unit off, I left the sticky patches on my neck w/ the wire connectors on them. He made me take them off. Then they had to check my bag and rescan it 3 times! 3 times she emptied all my pills and everything in my back pack out and then had to call someone to check my tens unit to make sure it wasn't a bomb. Lucky I was early or I would have missed the 2nd plane! I finally made it through and got myself put back together shoes and all and went to the gate and right onto the plane. Then my phone rang when I was walking down the isle, it was the surgeon's office telling me to come straight into the office, they were waiting for me! Double YIKES!!! I called them back and explained that I told my Doc there was NO WAY I was going and there was a misunderstanding and I would call them on Tuesday and off I went!! Other than the take-off's & landing's which were horrable, my trip was just what I needed! I met all kinds of guys who were just like me, some legends of rodbuilding and loads of Vendors who I'd been buying from for years. I took it all in, the seminars, new products and all the friendly rod geeks! Now I'm back and my neck is worse than when I left but I'm so happy I went. Made new friend and got supper deals on some matterials as well as a bunch of free stuff. I called the surgeon's office and he's out of town untill Thursday when I will go see him just to see what he has to say. Then I'll get a second, third and how ever many opinions before I descide what to do. Yes, I'm scared and in a lot of pain! I shouldn't be working but no one ever accused me of being sharpest pencil in the deck or is that card in the boat?
You Big Dumb Friend w/ da brokeneck,
56 years old, Surgury, Radical Prostatectomy 8/20/03, PSA 6.6, Gleason 3 + 3 = 6, Adenocarcinoma extent (moderate) Stage & Margin:T2NOMX, No Metastases, Organ Confined, bone scan: Neg. 3 1/2 years of depression after surgery prior to Hypogonadizm DX, Testosterone Theropy> new 2/6/09> 400mg injections every 2weeks . 56 and so glad to still be here to see my two sons grow up to be fine young men. They are both serving in the US Navy, one on an aircraft carrier heading for Hong Kong and the other on a Gator Freighter stationed in Norfolk, Va. I am one proud PaPa!