Friday, December 15, 2006

Detached retina

Blog 121506


Took my dad to the eye doctor today. Mom came along too which was a bit of surprise because there’s a lot to do for tomorrow’s party. He has a detached retina as stated in a previous blog. The decision was made for surgery and that’ll take place Tuesday morning. So the bulk of the morning was donated to bringing him around to get everything in order including a few blood tests. We lucked out with that in that he was able to get in without an appointment and get in and out fairly quickly. I noticed about 2 or 3 other patients waited the whole time we were there and were barely getting in to see their doctors just before we left. So for now, Dad’s home and available for the party.

The operation is an out-patient deal and about an hour long with a few hours in recovery. The doctor said it’s similar to the cataract surgery dad had some years before. Dad will be awake for the surgery and able to go home afterwards. Sounds fairly low on the hazardous to your health meter which is good news. He won’t get full vision back and the doctor stressed the level of recovery of vision is on a patient by patient basis. If nothing is done dad will go blind in the eye for sure. There is also the possibility that the retina could detach again later on.

After getting home I helped move a bunch of stuff around my parents’ house to make room for the expected guests for tomorrow. Nothing was overly heavy but needed to be moved to make room and make the house easier to navigate. By organizing I helped to create space that will probably be filled by my brother when he gets home and has to organize his stuff that’s lying around the house. I sometimes get mad at him knowing that if there is an empty space in the house it needs to be filled by something. Or whatever is in hand goes in that open space. It gets to the point to where there is literally a foot of space covering 90% or more of table space and really makes the house look like a hell hole. It doesn’t seem to bother my brother in the least. Of course, in a way he’s his own worst enemy because things gets lost and have to be repurchased because they can never be found.

Got home around 3pm and went straight to bed for a nap. After awhile I finally fell asleep. I have a problem of starting to think a lot after diving under the covers and keeping myself awake. I cleared my mind of thought after what seemed a long time and woke up around 5:45 pm. I then staggered to the couch and watched BBC news with my eyes half open and I nearly fell back asleep.

I found out my niece and her boyfriend have the same feelings towards the guy at the credit union. I’ve written about this dude before. Simply put, he sucks at his job. I make sure to triple check all of my stubs after dealing with him.

Didn’t make it to the credit union today as planned. Darn it, couldn’t see the cute teller.

Had a crazy dream today – this morning I think. I was in a large house. It was only 2 floors but it was like a four family house or something. I lived in the back on the second floor. My brother lived in the other half of the back. Wandering through the house I actually said to myself ‘I’ll walk this route to get me to see rooms I haven’t seen in weeks’. This was mainly because I had an older black man living in the front of the house and didn’t want to pester him. My buddy Dwain needed a room and I was going to give him a room or two in the other half of the front. At least one side of the house had a fully enclosed porch. This porch extended about halfway the length of the house.

I don’t really recall doing much in the dream. I was just sort of wandering through the house. I was looking for a place to pee. I later woke with/because of the urge/need to urinate. As I walked through the kitchen which was essentially the center of the house the elderly black came down from his area. He was escorting a lady friend out the side door. That’s when Oompaloompa and Dwain appeared in the dream sitting on a small couch or bench in a small room adjacent to the kitchen. I woke up after heading off to see rooms in the front of the house that I hadn’t seen in some time.

I expect to be out of the house a lot over the next few days. Saturday is mom’s party in the afternoon and work at night. Sunday is more work. Monday will be weird. I expect to get booted out of work early but suspect I’ll work at least half a day which is still a 6 hour day. Tuesday morning is dad’s surgery. Wednesday is a follow up visit for dad to the eye doctor for which I suspect I am the driver for. I have to finish up my Christmas shopping and I think my mom needs me to grab some stuff for her too. So I expect the new few days to fly by. Once Christmas is over I expect things to slow almost immediately. The holiday will be over and I’ll be on 2 week shutdown from work. It’ll be a nice break.

Yesterday I spent the day on my computer – sort of. Got home from work at 7am and stayed up for a little while. Slept during the day for about 5 hours maybe 6 but felt exhausted. I sat like a lump in front of my computer wasting time scanning the net. Again, I had little desire to do anything. So I went youtube.com and started looking for wrestling videos. I watched a couple involving some of my favorite wrestlers: Bob Backlund, Andre the Giant and Bruiser Brody. I watched a handful of other matches here and there. I think that gobbled up about 2 hours maybe more.

One video I was watching was sort of a tribute to wrestlers that had died. These were either big names or more recent deaths. It was just a montage of photos with the wrestlers name and dates of birth and death but it really struck a chord with me because I had watched the vast majority of the wrestlers at one time or another. I’m not sure what the music playing was but it sort of sounded like a subdued Nine Inch Nails. The sound repeated ‘familiar face’ a lot in the song to a soft, rather sad sounding music long.

Another video I saw was Pyscho Sid breaking his leg. Sid was a monster at reportedly 6’9 to 6’11 with maybe 5% body fat if. He was bigger physically than Hulk Hogan. It looked like Sid was wrestling Big Poppa Pump Scott Steiner. Sid climbed to the top rope to throw a drop kick. I’ve never seen Sid go to the top rope. His drop kick was essentially a one leg kick to the chest of Pump while landing in almost a standing position on his plant leg. His plant leg snapped below the knee. It was a highly disgusting visual to see this guy’s leg almost snap to a 45 degree angle. It gives me shivers just thinking about it now. Really nasty video. I didn’t bother watching any other of the wrestling accident videos on youtube. I had had enough just seeing Sid’s leg snap.

Found out a favorite comic writer of mine has a pen name. So now I’m not sure if Gail Simone is really Gail Simone or if that is her pen name. She never stated if it was or not, just that she has a pen name. I guess I’m going say Gail Simone is her pen name. I sort of feel a little stupid and hoodwinked by this. It won’t hurt my liking of her work. I guess I’m rather shellshocked that Gail Simone might not be her real name.

Done writing for the day.

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