Random ramblings from my beer soaked melon about politics, religion, sex, stupidities, nature, and any other subject that penetrates the haze. Sometimes crude and not for the faint of heart or people with normal intelligence, or an abundance of common sense.
Wednesday, February 02, 2011


Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.
Walt Whitman
Don't know if Rainbows are good luck or not, but I saw two this morning.
I had a wound clinic appointment this morning and since I changed my dressing on Saturday there has been a breakdown that has lost me about three or four months of healing. So we changed back to putting a silver dressing on. Waiting to see if I have an infection or if it is just the treatment not working anymore which happens sometimes.
After my appointment I dropped in to the ICU to visit any of the Nurses who kept me alive for my two month stay there. The place was almost full which is bad but it meant that a lot of my old buddies were working. I got lots of hugs and your looking greats and I loved seeing the smiles on their faces. So many of the people who go through there don't have happy endings I love seeing them react to seeing me and telling me what a miracle it was for me to get up out of the bed. I love letting them know that they were the ones who made the miracle happen.
It's funny when I visit because every time I leave they all stop and watch me all the way out the doors because they love seeing me be able to do it. Today I noticed a few patients in their beds watching me too, maybe thinking of a day in their future.
Bad day? Good day?
Sometimes it can be both.
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