I couldn’t decide whether to suggest you start with It’s Hard To Run With An IV In Your Arm or Sometimes Genetics Are Your Best Friend/Enemy so I included both.
You don’t have to read either you can start here and I’ll tell you I am not supposed to lift anything heavier than 10 pounds for a week and that I can’t swim for two weeks.
I’ll tell you about how I held the IV bag and walked from my room to the communal bathroom in the hospital.
Even though I fasted my almost middle aged prostate decided it was best to encourage us to void the old bladder before the doc plunged a needle into my liver.
They doped me up before sticking me and withdrawing some of that Grade A Wilner meat to turn into chopped liver.
I used old Doc Google to do some research on the procedure before I went in but I made the mistake of not asking my doc how long it would take.
It wasn’t because I didn’t think about it but I forgot and then when they started filling me with fentanyl and I felt a buzz coming on I figured I might as well get a good nap in.
Silly me, they finished the biopsy in about 10 minutes and wheeled me back to my room for observation.
Is It An Ultrasound Of My Liver Or Space?
Since I have seen both I can assure you this is not what my liver looks like nor is it a shot of the space between my ears. Far too much matter in that picture for me to claim it to be the brain inside my melon.
During my almost 56 years I have had two surgeries. The first was when I was 18 and came after I broke my nose.
I had it reset and then broke it again a few more times. Never bothered to do anything about it after that first time.
My breathing seems to be ok and given how active I was in various contact sports I figured there was no point.
The second surgery was in 2016 for a double hernia and the third came today for that liver biopsy I described above.
I am grateful that is all there is to mention, overall I have enjoyed good health. If fortune and genetics smile upon me this biopsy won’t show anything nasty.
But I am not going to wonder and worry about it because what is done is done.
If things are bad they are already there and if they are not I’ll continue to be grateful and focus on improving things so this is a one time event.
My father and grandfather did a good job of teaching me to play the hand I am dealt and not to waste energy on what I can’t.
Won’t say I have never allowed myself to get irritated about things outside of my control but I work very hard not to.
The Turd Reich
That quote above is as good an explanation for how we ended up with the Turd Reich. It is why Phony Stark and Putin’s Puppet haven’t received as much criticism as they rightly deserve.
But the honeymoon appears to be over and we’re beginning to see a rising tide of resentment. It is not just in the courts or on the left but growing among those who didn’t educate themselves about the dangers of voting for corruption and oligarchy.
They’re recognizing the personal cost of their misplaced and misguided support and making it known.
I still expect things to get uglier and I still expect we’ll prevail because in the end the people didn’t vote for stupidity, ignorance and oligarchy.
Ok, they absolutely did vote for that but I believe many weren’t smart enough to recognize the felon was lying to them. That is why so many are surprised that he is rolling out Project 2025. Their failure to open their eyes and to be so easily taken in is a massive problem but we can’t go back in time so here we are.
All we can do is work each day to slow the slide and to continue to find ways to push back and stop what we can.
I never expected to live to see a coup but I never expected to have a liver biopsy either.
We deal with what is and not what we wish it to be. I wrote the words below in a different post but I believe wholeheartedly in them.
Some dare to walk upon the long and winding road because they know they are the kind of person who takes the long way home.
Those who dare to be more, to have more and to do more have to accept the burden of walking through the fallow fields as well as the green. The only way to get to the other side is to go through.
And once you accept that you survived the moments that you thought would stop you in your tracks and understand how to read the map upon the scars, well then you are on your way, aren’t you.
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