Eric update continued...

[HiTemp]

Dang, if they went another 180° and put in a zipper you could do one of those things like in the movie "Face Off."  One day you're Stetto, the next John Travolta, and every once in while, special occasions, you could be Nicholas Cage.  

The real question, though, is do you now have any new mysterious, post-op mental powers that you didn't have before?  Can you, for example, microwave a bag of frozen peas from across the kitchen with just a thought, anything like that?  I notice in the picture, behind your head, the light switch has disappeared - was this the result of thinking the room should be darker, or?  This could be front page National Enquirer stuff.   

[HiTemp]

The Center for Anthropomorphic Aging was asked to make a projection based on your picture to what you will look like in a fully-healed state.  Results below:

[stetto]

HA! A friend of mine just gave me a copy of Face Off in celebration of the occasion...

Yes, though imperceptible at the moment, I am actively searching and developing my new powers. I was told at another site that my surgeon was discreetly removed from his position at a high-end hospital on the east coast and sent to "the midwest" because he had a habit when doing cranialtonomies (sp?) he would redirect the olfactory receptors to the fingertips...

Lord, you have no idea the pros and the cons of that one! I'll never look at bowell movements the same again...

[jetmex]

[The Center for Anthropomorphic Aging was asked to make a projection based on your picture to what you will look like in a fully-healed state.

Or maybe like this.  The laser thingie looks really cool.  You gotta wonder how long the extension cord will be....

[balsum fractus]

Here I was going to demand to see a photo of Stetto without any hair.......but THAT was more than I bargained for....... That is the kind of image you would expect to see in a biker bar...... evil mean and wicked!

An aside from the new mental powers that may have been secretly implanted..I wanna know if you can now play the piano!!

[balsum fractus]

I was told at another site that my surgeon was discreetly removed from his position at a high-end hospital on the east coast and sent to "the midwest" because he had a habit when doing cranialtonomies (sp?) he would redirect the olfactory receptors to the fingertips...

Something that I was NOT going to mention before the operation: Do you what they call the guy that has the lowest grades, and comes in absolutely dead last in medical school?
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they call him "Doctor"......scary thought, eh?

[Onepoint]

Holy cow,   I'm kind of liking the look, no one is going to tell you to "see a barber longhair."

Catheter? I vaguely remember the midevil torture device being used on me while helpless.  Those sadists in comfy shoes...don't let the smile fool you!

[jetmex]

Stetto, haven't heard from you in a few days.  How are you doing?

[stetto]

Stetto, haven't heard from you in a few days.  How are you doing?

Hey Jaime...

Well we don't exactly hear from you daily either, do we...

Everything is still on track for a miraculous recovery, though my 3 days without food or appetite has generated a small but mighty gift at the other end of the system, if you will...

I've been "laid up". 'Bout all I really get to do around here is skulk around the internet and answer phone calls...Mama, she be the damm gestapo when it comes time to follow doctor's orders, you know...At least she let me go out back and pick a few 5-quart-ers of chokecherries. I have another ten or so buckets still on the trees, but they'll wait another day or two.

I have a lot of letters to write, people to thank, for good thoughts, prayers, mojo, Brain Jokes, etc. No money yet, but I'm hopeful. You guys too.

I've been trying to look ambulatory in order to get some priveledges from the Warden, but she always seems to catch me as I grunt getting off a couch...I used to always grunt getting off the couch, but we all know how selective memory can make life all better.

I had a carpenter friend come to the house the other day and install a couple new entry doors, and Tuesday a concrete friend is coming by to pour and finish the basement floor where my studio will be. The workshop is also mapped out, should work out pretty nice. I need to find an electrician friend tho. I know a slough of electricians, but they ain't as friendly as I like 'em.

...So stuff is going on, I'm attempting a "life back to normal" posture, as hard as Terrin is working against it. The stitches come out on Thursday and in Sept. I'm gonna get a year or two's worth of EEG and MRI scheduling. In the meantime I'm all doped up, all the time. Not pain pills, they don't have much work here (yet at least), but the siezure stuff and steroids and whateverelsetheywannastuffdownmythroat make for a sinister cocktail.

[balsum fractus]

hey, your writing style has changed again!!

The stitches come out on Thursday

I can hear Uncle Sancho saying "Steeches?........we don' need no stinkin' steeches!"

[stetto]

hey, your writing style has changed again!!

Well, what do you expect me to do when they've made room for a boarder?

I I certainly believe that he rights good two...

[Buzzardbeak]

Stetto,

Been gone for a week and were wonderin" the whole time how you were doing. It's great to hear and (gulp) see you are getting better.

If it helps you heal again, tell Terrin to keep up the Gestapo act. 

Frank

[stetto]

Thanks Frank...

And yeah, the Luftstalag is escape proof. Fortunately I have loads of stuff to do around here. This morning I spent going over my new studio floor with a floor scraper, a stiff industrial brush and a shop vac. The guys who did the pour and finish weren't as finicky as I'd have liked. I got up about 10 gallons of dust and debris. Now I have a mile or so of tuckpoint work to do, two coats of Drylok and map out the electronical circuitry. There's still a lot of demo left before the paint (ceiling, duct cover and assorted weirdness), and I'm also installing a bunch of shelving in the utility room...

Terrin doesn't seem to want to understand that all this is going to cost a lot or a little more, and my jobs are way backing up on me--And look! Here comes winter!!

The stitches are gone...I don't look near as charismatic. It looks like my scar is going to all but disappear. So much fo my Halloween idea...

[balsum fractus]

Oh....that would have been some fun to be had there!!!!

[stetto]

Mama did let me out to play at an animal shelter fundraiser last Saturday...



...And I'm happy to announce that I was told that I did NOT suck!

I also have been so well behaved that I'm being taken to a farm-league baseball game tomorrow (or Thursday). I will coerce her to stop at the tool stores...Heh heh heh heh...