January 23, 2012

  • Still a little rocky about discussing the hospital experience.  Will tell you one thing, when a doctor in July tells you that you won’t make it past September, it sort of makes you rethink all your life’s priorities.  Everyday I wake up realizing that I’m not suppose to be here.  I cry easily about the whole thing, but the important thing that I try to remain focused on is that I AM STILL HERE!  I’m hoping that blogging about it a little each day will help me.

    In my typical fashion, I tried to find the humor in the situation when I came home from the hospital.  It was how the boys and I coped with a very scary thing.  My bed pan we ended up calling my chamber pot.  When I was able to get into a wheelchair and get around the house, I learned how to effectively “sling shot” my way down the hall.  One night I thought I’d lay out my clothes for the next day and ended up stuck in my walk-in closet for 30 minutes.  You know how your car can get boxed in when you parallel park and you can only move an inch or two at a time?  That was me in the wheelchair.  If Matt was taking me out for a drive, first he would race me around in the wheelchair in the cul de sac doing BMX bike tricks.  He kept talking about me entering the X Games.  And I’m proud to say that I never ran over any of the cats with the wheelchair!

    Then there are the moments of the first time I used the walker outside and felt the sun on my face.  Or the joy of sitting on my toilet for the first time in months without the commode.  Peeing has never been more satisfying.

    I’m up and doing my usual stuff again.  Main problem is getting off a medication they put me on which has a very nasty withdrawal.  I’m trying to go for long walks several times a week-Sam and I are talking Disneyland (someplace I never thought I’d get to see again).  Okay, enough about that stuff for now.

    Today is going to be a very long day for me.  I have turned into a complete movie fanatic.  I subscribe to Entertainment Weekly and the Hollywood Report.  Follow movie industry people on Twitter.  I can tell you what movie will take the box office by Saturday based on how I track it Friday and Saturday.  I now know about how states negotiate with the movie people to get them to film there.  I also know that the qualification for foreign films to be nominated for an Oscar needs to be completely revamped.

    The boys are seriously looking forward to 2/27 when the Oscars are over and I stop quoting statistics like 68% of the winners of Golden Globes go on to win Oscars.

    Nominations will be announced tomorrow at 5:30am my time.  On the 27th I will go pick up my ticket for AMC Movie Showcase where I get to see all the movies nominated for Best Picture for $60.  Quite a deal for 10 very high quality movies and I’m with people who love movies as much as I do.

    I saw “Iron Lady” and “J Edgar” and loved each one.  Can’t track down “The Descendents” anywhere in my county.  Not sure if I want to see “The Artist” or not.  ”The Help” was simply amazing.  What a lot of people don’t know if the back story of how that movie got made-there should be a movie about that.  Okay, enough about movies.  I’m beginning to bore myself.

    Sam is up in Anaheim doing some guitar seminar today.  Matt is shooting BMX riders today.  Matt actually got to go shoot the XGames this summer and texted me pictures the whole time!  Its rare that I have the house to myself as they both pretty much work out of the house.  I now have film in my refridgerator.  It was also weird seeing Sam play live the first time.  I’m used to being in the house while he practices with his door shut.  I couldn’t stop laughing when one day I was folding laundry in my bedroom while listening to “Free Bird” by Lynnard Skynnard really loud.  He threw open his door, turned up his amp, and played right along with it.  ”Free Bird” isn’t part of the set list yet for his band, just “Sweet Home Alabama”.  I would like to make some changes in the set list, but the other guitarist is also a professional wrestler and big enough that I wouldn’t like to argue music with him.

    Damn but it feels good to blog again!

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