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General Discussion / Words to live by and About getting hurt.
« on: May 22, 2009, 03:10:50 PM »
Each of us is nothing more than the sum total of every person we have ever met, watched, read or listened to. Professors, Ministers, books, film and music. One of the reasons I get hurt is because I often put myself in harms way. Here is why.

Doodle loodle loot... Dissolve to a roaring stinking hot summers day in a ballfield on Lansdowne Ave in West Philadelphia across the street from Saint Calistus School. A short little fellow about 5 stands poised between first and second base trying to play short stop.

His mentor and bestest friend in the whole world, Sister Anne of The Good Sisters of Mercy, A beautiful young woman who would be called home to Jesus the following year, is standing at home plate with a bat and ball dressed in her medieval black habit and sweating bullets in her white PF Flyer's.

She tosses the ball up and whacks it with the bat right to the boy who quickly steps aside to miss getting hit with it. He runs to the outfield to retrieve the ball and She whacks it right to him again as he steps aside and ducks to miss getting hit. After the third time she calls him in to home base and says, "Josey, you can't catch the ball if you don't get in front of it".

Now I'd like to say I never dropped a ball again but that wouldn't be true. Sure I've missed them plenty of times but not because I wasn't ready to get hit by them. That's how I've lived life. In harms way waiting for that catch.

Are you out there taking on life with your prostheses? Are you ready to fall and get right back up again or are you ducking and stepping out of the way? What words have encouraged you?

General Discussion / So Then...
« on: May 16, 2009, 10:54:41 PM »
Everybody gets buried and finally we can rest in peace as well. So I had the huge burn on my Good foot and it was doing well when I decided to have an innocent cup of soup while watchinf "Survivor". While I'm not a big fan on the program, I was just killing time waiting for Chef Ramsey's, "Hells Kitchen".

Later I go to bed and wake the next morning with a huge blister on my third finger it being cooked by the cup of soup I was holding. ??? Suddenly it gets infected and I get admitted to the burn center at Lehigh Valley Hospital.

What a fantastic experience in healing. I wasn't in much pain as that's why I burned to begin with and in comparison to the other guests I kinda felt like a Freeloader taking up space but they treated me with the highest regard you could imagine. They took care of my every need and popped in frequently to ask if I wanted anything.

They were very generous with my pain meds. Even though it was as needed they came in and asked if I wanted them. Some people were burned pretty bad and a couple died while I was there. This really helped to put my meager selfish needs into perspective. My amputation was a life altering experience but I still look the same. Imagine having your face melted.

They sort of covered that base as well; and had a LSW come in and speak to people. I was happy to know I lifted her spirits. On a  side note her name was Liz and she was the walking definition of Cute. She invited me to attend the burn victim support group and told me about the amputee group but I told her I don't attend the amp group as they don't talk about faith or God.

I was finally discharged. The pool guy came and replaced a sensor and board so the water will never overheat again but I can't get in until the burn is healed completely. Then I go to my computer and find so many people wishing me well and several sending me phone numbers. What a great bunch of people you are. All I can say is thank you. I love you too!

Mahalo Nui,
Joe A.

General Discussion / Speaking of Morale
« on: May 02, 2009, 03:05:26 PM »
I have never been so depressed before in my life. All of my friends are dead now. Sure I've known lots of people and still do but the ones who were my friends are all gone.

The house is so quiet. I am alone on a Saturday afternoon. Time was I would be somewhere doing something or someone would be here. The eldest daughter is back in school again while the youngest is back home in Texas and settling into her new home.

I burned a substantial area of my good foot in the Jacuzzi. It was in front of the heater output and I couldn't feel it burning. I have a guy coming out on Tuesday to put an alarm on it. Meanwhile I can't wear a shoe for a month or more.

So here I am. So lonesome I could cry. How I envy those who have the social skills to meet and make new friends. All of mine came about from work that I no longer do. It was so easy when I was young. There was so much to do. There's not much people over 50 do.

General Discussion / Just Checking in
« on: May 01, 2009, 04:13:26 PM »
Saying Hello. Been so long I had forgotten my password. In and out of the hospital a few times. I'm thinking of getting my own room. If you donate enough they place a plaque with your name on the wall. What do you think?

Had a few deaths in the family. Father-In-Law, Uncle and my Sister-In-Law who will be burried on Monday at the new Veterans cemetary in Indian Town Gap.

Does anyone give credence to the old superstition of these things coming in 3's?

I've dug out my swim leg and am looking forward to dusting the boats off. I have become accustom to the effects of the drugs and am told I can get as much as 10,000 for my scrips. With my luck all I'd get is 3 to 5.

It looks like I'll be stuck on the Mainland for a while longer. I have found a place that sells pure cocoanut oil. I use this instead of butter. No Ka' oi.

General Discussion / Nice Work If You Can Get It.
« on: January 28, 2009, 03:01:13 PM »
While in hospital this last time I met a fellow patient who was both Deaf and Dumb. He communicated in "Sign" by way of a Sign Translator. Now sit down cause Y'all aint ready for this. The translator is being paid by the county to sit in the hospital room with this fellow and watch the Tele from 8:00 AM, 0r until the patient has a question, the Doc needs to speak to him or otherwise until 6:00 PM.

Folk's we're talking Mega Bucks per hour. All free to the patient whom by the way signs but also signs en espanol? Did you know Boy's and Girls they sign in as many languages as there are of Earth not limited to that but also local accents colloquialism and slang? My Spanish is limited to South Texas Pecos Pete Style but It was still enough to talk to this fellow in sign who is a Puerto Rican from Reading, Pa.

Sign translators are also paid by the courts to translate on behalf of defendants. Looking for something new you can learn to do that pays well and can be done on one spud or in a wheelchair?

Malama Pono Y'all,

Health and Fitness / Rhabdomyalgia, Another Blessing.
« on: January 28, 2009, 02:38:33 PM »
Last year really sucked for me and this year isn't shaping up much better. Just came home from the Reading Hospital after another week or so long adventure in pain. The Good news is they have a name for the disorder that's causing the disorder that's destroying my blood and leaving me with a.. well.. Disorder.

It's called rhabdomyalgia. In essence it is the willful self destruction of the musculature. The reason I bring it to your attention today is that for many people it can be brought on by the use of "Statin" type drugs. Of all the irony in the world I don't take Statins. I'm allergic to them. I use natural things like diet and excersize to control cholesterol. What a YUTZ! Here all along I could have eaten whatever I wanted and just doubled up on the Lipitor?

If you take statins and experience muscle pain, weakness or joint distress then please talk to your doctor at once. Remember "Time is Muscle".

General Discussion / For OBL
« on: October 20, 2008, 07:41:39 PM »
Place your left hand, palm down, on the table in front of you with a space of about an inch between all digits. This deployment is known as, "The Band of the Hand". Oswald was the middle finger. The index finger was another sharpshooter behind the Chevy Dealer billboard. The third finger was a group of three men behind the Grassy Knoll fence known as the "Well dressed Hobo's". The Pinky and thumb were men stationed on both sides of the overpass.

Oswald was the first to fire hitting Kennedy in the neck and Gov. Connoly. The next shot came from the billboard being the Bingo that destroyed most of his head. Grassy knoll men got off two shots but were disturbed by police. They hit the curbing across the street. The men on the overpass saw the kill and split. No shooter knew the other existed. Oswald was nothing more than what he said he was, "Just a Patsy".

Another interesting take was that the second shot was fired by accident from the second limo. All forensic evidence has mysteriously disappeared including the presidents brain. There is nothing to connect the body to the crime at all. It was a perfect kill. Nothing to connect Oswald to the hit at all.

It's all just another bit of American folklore. Did you know Bobby Kennedy was shot at 9 times from a handgun that only held 7 rounds? Charles Manson never killed anyone? Ruby spent many years in prison but was never allowed to speak? Not a word from Sirhan Sirhan? James Earl Ray did not kill Martin Luther King?

Who killed him? No one it was all just a bad dream. At least it was for the 30 or so people who were killed because they knew too much.

General Discussion / VP Debate
« on: October 04, 2008, 06:26:31 PM »
I want everyone to know that Gov. Palin was, in fact, winking at me. Oh I know... you may think she was winking at you or perhaps you think she was winking at everyone but nope she was winking at me.

Poor Joe Bidden couldn't win a Goldfish at a firehouse picnic. What stuffy old fart, business as usual politico could hope to compete with Sarah Palins charm?

This will be one of the most interesting elections in history. John McCain has my vote for the asking. He earned it. I only hope the Electoral College agrees.

General Discussion / For your possible edification
« on: October 02, 2008, 03:38:25 PM »
As many of you know life has been a true callenge for me this year. A friend passed this site on to me. It's kind of depressing but I can see much of myself in reflection. Here, in my fortress of solitude, I view movies such as "Castaway" as absolute Nirvana. Plenty of shellfish. A toasty warm cave and not having to share the surfing with anyone. But alas, the only way to avoid the slings and arrows of this life is to leave the planet and it doesn't look like the Mothership will be returning for me anytime soon.

General Discussion / Retards and Democrats
« on: August 18, 2008, 02:31:41 PM »
That's right Boy's and Girls he's back. Pen your hogs and hide your women or vice versa as the case may be ;)

What a terrible year I'm having so far. First the heart thing them my brother stepped on me and broke my good leg. One leg and it's broke. Can you sat Up Shi$ creek boys and girls? I can and without a paddle as well.

Lets just address all the silliness shall we?

What's the best foot for you?
The one that works. Ask your practitioner to explain.

Ratchet/Smooth pins vs. Vacuum?
The one that holds your foot on best. Ask your practitioner to explain.

Are you allergic?
anyone can be allergic to anything. I'm allergic to Taxes.

Now on to the off topic stuff. Teo you bellowing closet Republican, are you saying that those Commie Russian ba$tards are taking The independent nation of Georgia because God and George Bush told them to? I guess it wouldn't have much to do with the russians wanting control of the oil pipeline would it?

(Sniff... sniff...) is that the coffee I smell. Wake Up! Oil is the currency of the planet. Those who have it and those who control it rule the world. Remember a little fellow named Saddam Husein? His plot was to take Kuwait and dump a lot of cheap oil on the market and topple the global economy. Oil would have been nearly $20 dollars per barrel. Look where it got him. Had he been successful he would be ruling the world.

Do you realize that as Americans we couldn't afford to live in Europe? Ask Allen what a two bedrom flat and a gallon of fuel costs in London. For the most part we've got it made in America. We have our way of life because we have people who are willing to go over there and kick some "Towelhead".

I am alive. I am not well but plan to be in about another 3 months or so. Or at least until the next time it gets me. It upsets me to have to sit and watch another summer go by knowing there will be so few left. I have received cards and letters from people all over the world. Some who've never even posted here but like to read the forum. I will respond to all of you with a return address as soon as I can write. It meant the world to me to hear from you. I was really down when the Demon came to visit and said, "You got a call today from a friend of yours in Texas..." I'll get back to that when I'm less emotional.

But more to the point. What did I learn that I can share with you?"

What happened to me has become very commonplace for men my age and older. Regardless of what disease brought you to that point. It's generally refered to as a CABG, Coronary Artery Bypass Graft or "Cabbage".

Hospitals that perform the surgery, and most don't, will boast a recovery rate stating 97 or 98% success. What they don't tell you is that rate is based on those they feel would be successful candidates for surgery and doesn't reflect the numbers of people they turn away.

In order to reach your heart you are sawed straight down the middle then your sternum is forced apart. When you are closed, the sternum is laced with wire to hold you together. As am amputee I was well used to hoisting myself using my arms. The result was that I broke the wires holding my sternum together along with the sternum. There are no words to describe the level of pain this causes. The surgery had to be done all over again. Remember this if you find yourself in a hospital bed.

Health and Fitness / Saying Goobye
« on: March 06, 2008, 02:12:02 PM »
S'just me. Joe A. I hope in all the Hubbub of the new forum you find this post. I haven't posted for a while. I've been in the hospital. It seems that old blood thing is finally getting the best of me and has impacted the arteries of my heart. I was granted a short reprieve due to an infection of an IV site postponing open heart surgery and sending me home for 2 weeks. I have to say I really don't think I'll beat this one. I feel like I'm 150 and look like it as well. I'm so tired of fighting to stay alive. It's always been one catastrophe after another. They only have one leg to harvest veins and the bypasses will be connecting to already damaged heart muscle anyway but such is my lot in life and I accept this new blessing with the same grateful appreciation as all.

Unlike my leg ordeal, I am glad that I have had some advanced warning to settle my affairs. I am right with God and at peace with the world but I could not rest in peace without taking the opportunity to tell you all that I love you dearly. Those of you who years ago talked me in off the ledge and those of you who have helped give my life purpose and meaning by letting me share my experience with you. Knowing you all has made a difference in my life that could have only come from you who have shared the experience of surviving an amputation.

I will not blather on like a Big Fat Sissy Lala Nancy Boy. I wish you fair winds and following sea's. If I don't make it back I will be scattered at sea. I must say thank you to Mike Love for hosting this forum.

You saved my life.

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