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10.29.2013
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10.28.2013
Cancer Update: Met with Primare Care Doc C - my Guardian Angel
* She expects I will be welcome in the infirmary for at least the 2 months of expected healing.
* She was able to hear the deep Truth if my Appreciation for she, and Doc Hwang, GUH, saving my life, which it seems they may have done. Deeply humble - her gratification is from the Solidarity with other humans - Christ-ian, Christ-like, Other-Centered.
* Every aspect of my recovery she seems to feel is normal, and proceeding well under the circumstances.
* Kindly added Zantac to my pre-meal regimen.
* Gave me advice on how to compensate when my primary pain meds fall short.
* Clarified that my Lovenox self-injection once daily needs to continue indefinitely - argh.
* Will write me scrpits for the Lovenox and for a 12 hour pain patch in addition to what I have.
Other:
Not a good or bad pain day. Much coma like dozing - appreciated for the pain abatement right now.
Doc C is surprised as I am that there is not obvious pattern yet as to my pain spikes, when, how long, why, whether meds will hit them or not..... :-( Oh well.
COULD BE SOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH WORSE.
* She was able to hear the deep Truth if my Appreciation for she, and Doc Hwang, GUH, saving my life, which it seems they may have done. Deeply humble - her gratification is from the Solidarity with other humans - Christ-ian, Christ-like, Other-Centered.
* Every aspect of my recovery she seems to feel is normal, and proceeding well under the circumstances.
* Kindly added Zantac to my pre-meal regimen.
* Gave me advice on how to compensate when my primary pain meds fall short.
* Clarified that my Lovenox self-injection once daily needs to continue indefinitely - argh.
* Will write me scrpits for the Lovenox and for a 12 hour pain patch in addition to what I have.
Other:
Not a good or bad pain day. Much coma like dozing - appreciated for the pain abatement right now.
Doc C is surprised as I am that there is not obvious pattern yet as to my pain spikes, when, how long, why, whether meds will hit them or not..... :-( Oh well.
COULD BE SOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH WORSE.
Cancer update: Loving had a complete, total, 100%, psychotic break.
Cancer update: Loving had a complete, total, 100%, psychotic break.
There's no exaggeration in this. There's no particular importance to this accept that as a career, ardent, passionate psychologist, it is profoundly useful to me that I had this learning experience.
It took me about a week to put together all the details. I don't remember when I first heard information trickling out but I suspect it was a week ago Saturday, the first day following the operation. In reasonably good spirits, but with a tinge of alarm, a very nice and competent Dr., a surgical assistant to the primary liver surgeon on my case, the head of the department, with good humor, but with a tinge of concern, he very briefly noted that I had been extremely confrontational in the OR, after the operation.
It would be interesting to reconstruct how I put it all together, over the following week, because for obvious reasons it was something they did not want to discuss further. And I did not press the point. But I do not feel up to a full reconstruction to you, so I'll go right to what is now clear to me happened.
And even as a recount this I find this a profoundly interesting insight into how our nervous System Works, and into of the exact stuff of what is a full psychotic break with reality. A break such as that woman from Connecticut had, with her child in the back of the car, ramming into White House pylons, and then racing across town to get shot at Congress, because with zero question, Pr. Obama had her under surveillance.
In earlier times, whatever general guessing I have made as to such a psychological experience, such guessing is of no use compared to my actual experience this last week.
When I awoke in the OR, the following things were perfectly clear to me, though I never opened my eyes at any point. Were my eyes bound? I have no idea. Did I open and have zero recall of that? Zero registering???
The following was absolute certain fact to me:
1. I was immensely upset because they had obviously, unmistakably, immediately aborted what was to be a 5 hour operation. I knew this with certainty, because with zero clues, evidence, anything, to the contrary, my body was perfectly clear - I had been under anesthesia for less than 10 seconds.
2. Oh I was not in the OR. I was in the recovery room. This was obvious, because in the OR I would not be being treated by such incompetent imbeciles. Note: I recall what I said quite clearly and in no way did I Express any such derogatory sentiments (I pray). But it was clear to me that these were inept trainees.
3. My pain was an 11 on a scale of 1 to 10. It was sheer agony. The pain was in my back, not in my stomach. On this item I was actually correct.
4. My pain was due in large part to being ignorantly placed in an upright sitting position. In point of fact I am a highly trained back care specialist. This is true in the real world as well. This excruciating pain was stemming from these inept trainees attempting to set me up with no support behind my pelvis. I do not suspect I was able to touch any one during this break. I suspect I was already under restraint, or placed there real quick. But I know that I attempted to use my arms both to supply lower back support to my pelvis, and to stuff a pillow against my lower pelvis where I knew it would relieve the pain.
OK. In the highly trained, relevantly trained, domain of my mind, I was absolutely correct in all this. Really. Impeccable.
But in the real world of commonly observable facts, truth, I was dead wrong, completely wrong in everything I've just shared with you except for those several points where I've made note.
1. I was absolutely in the OR, and not the recovery room. Note, why I never opened my eyes and saw anything I have no idea. Was I clenching against the pain? Were my eyes bound? Was I 'blind' even with my eyes open???
2. The operation was not aborted, it went the full 5 hours that was planned, I believe. Anesthesia is just amazing. In my case, this time, it is as though they completely cut power to my nervous system, to my brain, and then instantly restored power when the operation was over. Astonishing.
3. Oh I have no information whatsoever that they were trying to set me up right. Much more likely they were seeking my help in shifting to the gurney. As best I can recall, within 120 seconds of this incident beginning they had put me completely out again, and I have no recollection after that, thank god. That pain was too much.
4. On November 10, as I recall, I meet with my liver surgeon for a checkup and the staples to be removed. Oh, what fun. If I feel that me asking the following question will not be destructive of our communication I intend to ask, why it was my back that was so extremely painful? Do you hyper extend the back in some way so as to make the internal organs more exposed through the incision? This would make perfect sense. But in any case, why was my back in such extreme pain, and why for the next four or five days was my back always more sore than my belly? Just curious.
So what did I learn about complete psychotic break? That our brain has a mode, a switch if you will, that can be set for absolute certainty. By virtue of this switch we can have absolutely necessary clarity, confidence, forceful assertion.... We'd be crippled without this.
What I have more personally experienced is how that switch, and the setting thereof, can be totally divorced from reality without the slightest clue that it has been incorrectly set; and worse, without the slightest interest in, or openness to, the possibility that it has been incorrectly set. 'Why waste time on the totally obvious?' Argh.
At the most basic level I suspect that I have just clinically laid out 'psychotic break', as well as 'psychotic break' can be laid out.
Among the many reasons that I by my nature drive away who otherwise might be active Allies on the left, is because I refuse to close the door on any and every possibility for error which may exist. Obviously I'm a person of action. Obviously I'm a person of strong views. But I am very deliberate and determined that I not with any breath close off entirely the possibility that I am incorrect. Obviously this does not cripple me from acting. It is burdensome in the sense that I am constantly seeking new information where others have moved on. The creative greats throughout history have spoken of how such humility is absolutely necessary to the pursuit of truth.
I'm nothing but glad at having this experience. I've learned a lot. I'm told I hurt no one, except maybe myself, physically. And this psychotic break was 100% do to the introduction of external chemicals, drugs.
There's no exaggeration in this. There's no particular importance to this accept that as a career, ardent, passionate psychologist, it is profoundly useful to me that I had this learning experience.
It took me about a week to put together all the details. I don't remember when I first heard information trickling out but I suspect it was a week ago Saturday, the first day following the operation. In reasonably good spirits, but with a tinge of alarm, a very nice and competent Dr., a surgical assistant to the primary liver surgeon on my case, the head of the department, with good humor, but with a tinge of concern, he very briefly noted that I had been extremely confrontational in the OR, after the operation.
It would be interesting to reconstruct how I put it all together, over the following week, because for obvious reasons it was something they did not want to discuss further. And I did not press the point. But I do not feel up to a full reconstruction to you, so I'll go right to what is now clear to me happened.
And even as a recount this I find this a profoundly interesting insight into how our nervous System Works, and into of the exact stuff of what is a full psychotic break with reality. A break such as that woman from Connecticut had, with her child in the back of the car, ramming into White House pylons, and then racing across town to get shot at Congress, because with zero question, Pr. Obama had her under surveillance.
In earlier times, whatever general guessing I have made as to such a psychological experience, such guessing is of no use compared to my actual experience this last week.
When I awoke in the OR, the following things were perfectly clear to me, though I never opened my eyes at any point. Were my eyes bound? I have no idea. Did I open and have zero recall of that? Zero registering???
The following was absolute certain fact to me:
1. I was immensely upset because they had obviously, unmistakably, immediately aborted what was to be a 5 hour operation. I knew this with certainty, because with zero clues, evidence, anything, to the contrary, my body was perfectly clear - I had been under anesthesia for less than 10 seconds.
2. Oh I was not in the OR. I was in the recovery room. This was obvious, because in the OR I would not be being treated by such incompetent imbeciles. Note: I recall what I said quite clearly and in no way did I Express any such derogatory sentiments (I pray). But it was clear to me that these were inept trainees.
3. My pain was an 11 on a scale of 1 to 10. It was sheer agony. The pain was in my back, not in my stomach. On this item I was actually correct.
4. My pain was due in large part to being ignorantly placed in an upright sitting position. In point of fact I am a highly trained back care specialist. This is true in the real world as well. This excruciating pain was stemming from these inept trainees attempting to set me up with no support behind my pelvis. I do not suspect I was able to touch any one during this break. I suspect I was already under restraint, or placed there real quick. But I know that I attempted to use my arms both to supply lower back support to my pelvis, and to stuff a pillow against my lower pelvis where I knew it would relieve the pain.
OK. In the highly trained, relevantly trained, domain of my mind, I was absolutely correct in all this. Really. Impeccable.
But in the real world of commonly observable facts, truth, I was dead wrong, completely wrong in everything I've just shared with you except for those several points where I've made note.
1. I was absolutely in the OR, and not the recovery room. Note, why I never opened my eyes and saw anything I have no idea. Was I clenching against the pain? Were my eyes bound? Was I 'blind' even with my eyes open???
2. The operation was not aborted, it went the full 5 hours that was planned, I believe. Anesthesia is just amazing. In my case, this time, it is as though they completely cut power to my nervous system, to my brain, and then instantly restored power when the operation was over. Astonishing.
3. Oh I have no information whatsoever that they were trying to set me up right. Much more likely they were seeking my help in shifting to the gurney. As best I can recall, within 120 seconds of this incident beginning they had put me completely out again, and I have no recollection after that, thank god. That pain was too much.
4. On November 10, as I recall, I meet with my liver surgeon for a checkup and the staples to be removed. Oh, what fun. If I feel that me asking the following question will not be destructive of our communication I intend to ask, why it was my back that was so extremely painful? Do you hyper extend the back in some way so as to make the internal organs more exposed through the incision? This would make perfect sense. But in any case, why was my back in such extreme pain, and why for the next four or five days was my back always more sore than my belly? Just curious.
So what did I learn about complete psychotic break? That our brain has a mode, a switch if you will, that can be set for absolute certainty. By virtue of this switch we can have absolutely necessary clarity, confidence, forceful assertion.... We'd be crippled without this.
What I have more personally experienced is how that switch, and the setting thereof, can be totally divorced from reality without the slightest clue that it has been incorrectly set; and worse, without the slightest interest in, or openness to, the possibility that it has been incorrectly set. 'Why waste time on the totally obvious?' Argh.
At the most basic level I suspect that I have just clinically laid out 'psychotic break', as well as 'psychotic break' can be laid out.
Among the many reasons that I by my nature drive away who otherwise might be active Allies on the left, is because I refuse to close the door on any and every possibility for error which may exist. Obviously I'm a person of action. Obviously I'm a person of strong views. But I am very deliberate and determined that I not with any breath close off entirely the possibility that I am incorrect. Obviously this does not cripple me from acting. It is burdensome in the sense that I am constantly seeking new information where others have moved on. The creative greats throughout history have spoken of how such humility is absolutely necessary to the pursuit of truth.
I'm nothing but glad at having this experience. I've learned a lot. I'm told I hurt no one, except maybe myself, physically. And this psychotic break was 100% do to the introduction of external chemicals, drugs.
This good young woman, Intern from Alabama, turning do-gooder living in Dom Repub, reporting on her Socktober for we poor.
Look at all the socks for our homeless friends downtown! #socktober #leastofthesedc http://ow.ly/i/3ygRH
![Or if healthcare had its own amendment.
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Protecting the Arctic from companies like Gazprom, means protecting us all. Free the Arctic 30: www.greenpeace.org/
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The
Trans-Pacific Partnership could sharply increase U.S. exports of
natural gas - creating incentives for more fracking. The Department of
Energy could lose its authority to
regulate exports of natural gas to countries that have signed a "free
trade" agreement with the U.S. that includes "national treatment for
trade in gas."
The TPP could also eliminate the government's prerogative to determine
whether the mass export of natural gas to TPP countries - including
Japan, the world's largest natural gas importer - is in the public
interest. The resulting surge in natural gas exports would not only
raise gas and electricity prices for consumers, but would ramp up the
dangerous, chemical-laden practice of fracking. Learn more at
http://www.exposethetpp.org/
10.27.2013
***** Cancer Update: The basic human decency of most of the staff in the Infirmary. Amazing.
This note is NOT about who is NOT Family to me. It is about the
unexpected, amazing, Gospel foretold insights I'm getting as to who
IS Family toward me.
A higher percentage of these otherwise homeless and penniless guys
that staff the Infirmary, and other parts of the shelter, in return
for a room, and maybe food, genuinely care about me and my
outcomes more than any other group, segment, classification... I can think
of in my life.
These are really rough dudes, with lifelong really TOUGH environments,
whose toughness, unfairness, cruelty of backgrounds I can't begin
to imagine.
"Blest are the poor." In many cases it took a good 2-3 months for them
to warm up to me - an obviously grotesquely overprivileged (ok, not in the
$$$ dept - that's gone) in education, childhood home life, elite adult
life....
Of course I made no attempts toward this warming of relationship - I just
attempted to be the Loving Brother, harsh, austere, hermitish... Brother
I attempt to be with every breath, to every one, as the need presents
itself. Nothing more, nothing less, nothing else.
But unlike school classmates, hospital staffs, prior suburban community
acquantances... it is among the poor that I find the closest to a Family
relationship, in how they react to me - the staff here, the 1 or two other
inmates here, and my sisters and brothers on the street... as a class.
Why? Why does someone raised in a drug den behave differently than
one not? What these brothers may see as deprivation in their lives, is exactly analogous
to the 'deprivation' of the child NOT born, raised, living in the drug den.
They are deprived of affloholism, leaving much more of their humanity
in tact, than we over-privileged as a group.
unexpected, amazing, Gospel foretold insights I'm getting as to who
IS Family toward me.
A higher percentage of these otherwise homeless and penniless guys
that staff the Infirmary, and other parts of the shelter, in return
for a room, and maybe food, genuinely care about me and my
outcomes more than any other group, segment, classification... I can think
of in my life.
These are really rough dudes, with lifelong really TOUGH environments,
whose toughness, unfairness, cruelty of backgrounds I can't begin
to imagine.
"Blest are the poor." In many cases it took a good 2-3 months for them
to warm up to me - an obviously grotesquely overprivileged (ok, not in the
$$$ dept - that's gone) in education, childhood home life, elite adult
life....
Of course I made no attempts toward this warming of relationship - I just
attempted to be the Loving Brother, harsh, austere, hermitish... Brother
I attempt to be with every breath, to every one, as the need presents
itself. Nothing more, nothing less, nothing else.
But unlike school classmates, hospital staffs, prior suburban community
acquantances... it is among the poor that I find the closest to a Family
relationship, in how they react to me - the staff here, the 1 or two other
inmates here, and my sisters and brothers on the street... as a class.
Why? Why does someone raised in a drug den behave differently than
one not? What these brothers may see as deprivation in their lives, is exactly analogous
to the 'deprivation' of the child NOT born, raised, living in the drug den.
They are deprived of affloholism, leaving much more of their humanity
in tact, than we over-privileged as a group.
Cancer Upate: Pain Barely Manageable today. Meds let me sleep all day. Wooohoooo.
Wow, I never, never, never... considered that a day when my pain was
manageable I'd experience as, 'Thank you Jesus!!!!!!!!' Well, that's how it is
now.
My experience of the pain and the meds interaction is that it is extremely
variable, and I can't see any explanatory pattern. Yesterday and this morning
were near unbearable, but from mid morning until now, well, I could sleep,
not being awakened by horrible shooting pain.
So far, the overall cycle has been one day bearable, next day bearable.
Will things stabilize? Get worse? Get better?
Throat pain from multiple NG tubes SEEMS TO BE GONE!!!!!!
Stomach pain is the worst, back pain can be really bad. Huh??? In the OR
as I awoke the pain I had, a 10, was, uh, BACK PAIN!!!!! What????
I'm curious, but have never thought to ask, do they, for that 5 hour operation,
hyper extend or contract the back to get a better access to the liver???
All I know is that since day 1 - day 4 back pain tended to be WORSE
than my stomach. Hmmmm. This is no longer true, stomach is always the
worse, but back can get really bad, too.
OH! And there is this MAGIC pill they gave me in a script after I left the
hospital (?), THANK GOD, that I take before every meal!!!! Barely anything
was going down without immense muscle pain all along my throat into the
stomach!?!?!?!? IT WAS AWFUL, SOOOO UPSETTING, DEEPLY
DISTRESSING. This new pill, within 5 minutes after taking it, reduces
that pain by 80-100%!!!!! My whole system, all symptoms combined, still
have me eat like the slowest of snails (no disrespect my little tiny sis and bros).
On 1/3 of the dinner I'd pre-op normally take, I've just finished, it has been
45 minutes. But, compared to where I've been these recent days,
WHO CARES!?!!?!??! A God-send.
No complaints. My existence is Heaven compared to folks in Syria, Palestine,
US Inner Cities, much of the middle east for females.........................
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manageable I'd experience as, 'Thank you Jesus!!!!!!!!' Well, that's how it is
now.
My experience of the pain and the meds interaction is that it is extremely
variable, and I can't see any explanatory pattern. Yesterday and this morning
were near unbearable, but from mid morning until now, well, I could sleep,
not being awakened by horrible shooting pain.
So far, the overall cycle has been one day bearable, next day bearable.
Will things stabilize? Get worse? Get better?
Throat pain from multiple NG tubes SEEMS TO BE GONE!!!!!!
Stomach pain is the worst, back pain can be really bad. Huh??? In the OR
as I awoke the pain I had, a 10, was, uh, BACK PAIN!!!!! What????
I'm curious, but have never thought to ask, do they, for that 5 hour operation,
hyper extend or contract the back to get a better access to the liver???
All I know is that since day 1 - day 4 back pain tended to be WORSE
than my stomach. Hmmmm. This is no longer true, stomach is always the
worse, but back can get really bad, too.
OH! And there is this MAGIC pill they gave me in a script after I left the
hospital (?), THANK GOD, that I take before every meal!!!! Barely anything
was going down without immense muscle pain all along my throat into the
stomach!?!?!?!? IT WAS AWFUL, SOOOO UPSETTING, DEEPLY
DISTRESSING. This new pill, within 5 minutes after taking it, reduces
that pain by 80-100%!!!!! My whole system, all symptoms combined, still
have me eat like the slowest of snails (no disrespect my little tiny sis and bros).
On 1/3 of the dinner I'd pre-op normally take, I've just finished, it has been
45 minutes. But, compared to where I've been these recent days,
WHO CARES!?!!?!??! A God-send.
No complaints. My existence is Heaven compared to folks in Syria, Palestine,
US Inner Cities, much of the middle east for females.........................
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