Sunday, April 17, 2016

Blatherings from the Bilge

*the presenter walks into the auditorium slowly, quietly and makes his way to the podium.  Standing for a moment in stage center, he takes and envelop from his vest pocket and takes out some papers that he lays on the stand before studying this audience.

Tapping the microphone once, twice, he looks against the glare of the lights out into the audience and clears his voice, causing massive feedback loops that tear through the auditorium before the sound crew wrangle it under control.

Clearing his voice again, the man addresses everyone, "good morning everyone and welcome to a status hearing on the wellbeing of the alternative reality being known as Alyxyn, aka,," and his lips curl in an obvious sneer of distaste "The Green Menace, aka The Two Foot Wonder, aka the Plotting Doom, aka The Retched Refuse".

Shuffling his paperwork a little, he continues "Official examination of the patient's anatomy has been performed by his Royal Highness, the ArchBishop Whodafuck and Pope Gunna Costia.  These two personages and their staffs have determined that it shall indeed come to pass that the patient will need to lose some of his inner workings if the demonic infestation is to be purged.  Amongst the organs to be lost is his bladder which had previously been blessed by Their Holy Touches as well as his prostate.  Other organs may need to be Blessedly Delivered into His Light however Their Mutual Holinesses will have to determine that with direct observation..

Again shuffling his paperwork, he looks back to the auditorium into the lights and continues "currently His Holinesses have slated Their intervention work to begin at 5 am Pacific upon May 5th, that questionable 'holiday' of Mexican fame known as Cinco De Mayo. and work shall continue until either complete or the patient passes into The Light.  Current expectations are that Their work shall be successful but be time consuming, taking Their morning and possibly afternoons."

"The Patie... erm.. Alyxyn.. shall remain in the facility of Their Holinesses for a period between 5 and 7 days, after which he shall be released to a care facility for a period approximating 6 weeks."

The presenter sets aside his notes and glares at his audience demandingly before he continues, "The Holinesses assure me that the patient WILL improve and get better.  Of course if the Powers that Be dictate otherwise, it will come to pass as He wills it, as it Must Be."

With those words, the presenter adjusts his tie and steps back behind a curtain amidst an onslaught of shouted questions, camera flashes and one overly ripe tomato.

Now.. out of character

Yes, surgery is slated for May 5th.  Check in is at 5am Pacific so I will be awake to ensure that I click in for fighting in the guild fight and in the portal before I am carried away..  Surgery won't likely start until after 7am or so however and is slated to take many hours.  According to a friend of mine that had the same procedure performed on him, he didn't awaken until very late in the afternoon.

 My family is going to be at the hospital with me, so you could say that a goblin horde will descend to lend some comfort, keeping in mind that the only one of the family (am one of four kids) that is shorter than six foot tall.. is my mother at barely five foot.. tall for goblins ;)

The hospital stay is expected to be five to seven days but I should have a tablet with me, though my current tablet decided to die dramatically last night.  I will be hopped on pain killers but I should at least manage my checkins.  After I am released from the hospital, recovery is expected to take 6 weeks before I can think about going back to work.  During this time, my incisions will be healing and I will be learning how to use tubing to replicate what Nature had previously permitted me to perform.

I will be in pain, but medicated.  I have been going through bouts of depression that are rather monsoonic (if that is a word) but I learned how to weather those years ago.  Generally what I do is pull into myself until I can Center myself and return to functioning.

Before the May 5th surgery I have several appointments within the health care industry of the US, meeting with anesthesia personnel, talking to an ostomy specialist, etc.  I also have to remember to get a bottle of Patron to give to the surgical staff so that they may celebrate the holiday once their day is over and I am tucked away in a recovery room.

Sorry it has been a few days since getting to this point but you can likely imagine it takes time to 'process' the loss of body parts, much less the ability to pee upon your own, but living is what is matter.. until one day it may not.  Quality of Life matters more than Quantity to me but I am a solid Survivor.

Best thoughts and wishes to all my treasured Scum.

10 comments:

  1. Thank you for the update Aly, was wondering how you have been doing lately. Life is more important at this point although unfortunately, it have to sacrifice some body parts. I hope you will be in the good hands of the surgeon & I'm proud of you for being a Solid Survivor. Keep up the good spirits, and i wish many care & love surrounds you. *hugs* (oh, and I'm impressed by the way you tell a story & character play :))

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    1. I certainly thank you Kitty. and indeed I will be in the hands of the surgeons as they slice and scoop and lift and toss portions. :) I'm not entirely sure that it might not resemble a right good old Gobbo family livestock slaughter a bit ;)

      makes me nostalgic for some gobbo family stew I think ;)

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  2. Man oh man... Good luck Greenie! *hugs*

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  3. Family reunion and lots of drugs. Soumds like a potential interesting holiday.

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    1. oh it does have that potential since, as the drug levels rise, my filters get set aside. Last surgery I ended up basically letting my family know, in no uncertain terms, what I thought of my aunt's medical knowledge and opinion (she had been a nurse for a couple of decades in the same hospital) and I elaborated, at length, how I would sooner trust the tendings of a Goblin shaman over her knowledge and bedside manner.

      You might say I had a bit of an impact ;)

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  4. You will never walk alone, buddy! A bladder or a prostate less won't aggravate your life!!! :)

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  5. Oi, that is a rough lot Betty. Hope it goes as smoothly as possible and it is the last you see of that terrible cancer. Best wishes man.

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  6. Oi, that is a rough lot Betty. Hope it goes as smoothly as possible and it is the last you see of that terrible cancer. Best wishes man.

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  7. I hope you all are doing well Aly. You are a brave little gobbo *hugs*

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