Fri 13
2:40 off to frequent resched since Nov spine clinic spinal canal nerve epidural steroid shot to keep L arm functioning, on same block street. Discuss possible impending 6 vertebrae level neck fusion keep me in a halo 4 months. We keep trying injections instead. But means a lefty has little use of that hand and times totally. Among all rest means I place wallet in R rear pocket or a front or cannot enter Costco lest someone scratches my L ass to get ID out.
OK we try the injection and I will see surgeon opinion instead on 19th to see result. On a fluoroscope table now 4 PM with a big needle ( we’ll try the 4OMM) going in disc to the cord and nerve when “SHAZZAM”!! hit by lightening means he’s right spot. Steroid goes in and feel like Mike Tyson hit my solar plexus and I filled my pants. GAS GAS GAS. $.00 a gal! Blood pressure shoots to 200/150 so I manage to lie quiet hour and released come back for same 2 months and talk operation again. I hope Idea is to be able to survive with gradual loss ever at age 79. So far not quite so bad.
I asked no sedation so we’d go have oysters local Dry Dock with a good Dos Eques draft. 5:30 PM Tom and Dana joined us for a nice outdoor repast grown dark but cool. Tom tells me the 2 star retired Gen, Joe next door at Dominion asks daily at the club house when I’m taking him to the mine? Bought in at .02 last year. Takes all kinds, eh? Up 700% minimum. I need tell Joe is NOTHING yet! 8
Stine of D Eqius brings gas relief about butterflied shrimp served 6:30, Good Life’s good while it lasts