Talk about your day thread

[tommy]

Sorry wease. I hope everything goes smoothly and resolves quickly.

[BurtReynolds]

sorry to hear.

[wease]

Thanks fellas.

Surgeon just came in. He was basically “you gotta have the bypass and we gotta do it now.” He said they had a six-hour window after the other failed to start the bypass before any kind of ischemia started so they’re rushing to get the prep done to get her into surgery within the next 40 minutes. He said it was, at a minimum, a three-hour surgery and won’t know if it’ll be longer until they get everything going. She seemed scared a bit when he was explaining it all, but she’s accepted it and is good now. The day has turned out a lot different than we had expected for sure.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[wease]

Yeah. He’s totally confident about fixing the blockage. He’s actually going to fix another that they were initially going to treat with meds. But he was like “while we’re in there…” So she should come out of today’s proceedings even better than originally predicted.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[tree_]

Applied freeze-off to a couple of skin tags, one huge and one small. What a weird experience. They were actually covered in ice for a bit. Looking forward to them falling off.

they haven't fallen off yet.. just red and sore

Any luck yet, tree?

the big one on my back didn't budge.. might have to try again.. i accidentally burned some skin around it.. gonna not do that next time.. the small skin tag on my neck is slowly falling off, still barely attached and hurts when i tug on it so i'm just gonna leave it alone and wait to see what happens

the little one on my neck fell off! it only took 9 days!

[wease]

Yeah. He’s totally confident about fixing the blockage. He’s actually going to fix another that they were initially going to treat with meds. But he was like “while we’re in there…” So she should come out of today’s proceedings even better than originally predicted.

and with a new PJ album to boot!

I’ll call you and we’ll have a listening party with her and Papa Wease. See if he agrees with your production hatred.

[Rangi Guy]

Shit Wease - hope it all goes smoothly. What a day - can't even begin to imagine the rollercoaster of emotions you must have been going through.

[bodysnatcher]

hope all is going well over there, wease. Sending good vibes you and your fam’s way. Like you said, she’ll come out better than originally planned. Any updates yet?

[96583UP]

fantastic weather today

made it a point to get outside

got swoll

got sun

this planet we are on

it is a giant ball of molten rock with thin crispy crust

another giant fireball gives us heat and light

before this all blows up it's nice to look at the plants in the light

and ride bikes

and listen to PJ MTV Unplugged

which i also did today

man Eddie could sing back then

and Dave A, well, we all know

life is good

i am so much happier with sun and good weather

How many MPHs did you get up to during the Porch jam and climax?

i dont have a spedometer but on that particular show the moment that gets me the most is on Jeremy as they transition into the Jam ... it speeds up ever so slightly and they just get into it ... also the Alive solo ... just A-tier PJ

[96583UP]

Came to hospital this morning because Mema Wease was supposed to have a routine stent placed. They weren’t able to get the stent in. They did some kind of vascular damage while trying. They also made the blockage worse. Went from 95% to 100% blocked. They’re moving her to cardiac ICU. Said high likelihood of her having heart attack now. Will now have to have open-heart to clear blockage but they’ve not given us any kind of timeline as to when that will happen. So just sitting here in ICU waiting room now.

Jesus Christ man. Praying for you

[wease]

Just talked to doc. They’re finishing with dressings and will have her back in ICU room in about an hour. Pump function is better than he expected. She’ll probably be out the rest of the night. Had to give her transfusions from the thinners and balloon pump she’s been on all day so she could get oxygenated blood to her organs. Took one artery from her leg and one from her chest. He said the “extra” one they were doing that was 70% blocked turned out to be worse than what the pictures from last week showed. So he was glad they did it.

[96583UP]

glad to hear there is a path forward

[Peeps]

Great news wease

[spike]

Scary stuff, wease. Hoping for a quick recovery for your mom.

[daft twat]

I’m sure your mom is getting top notch care. How are you doing? My folks are in their 70s. This stuff rattles me vicariously. We’re all children in the presence and the absence of our parents. I’m sure I’ve butchered that, but no sentiment hits me harder.

[wease]

Thanks for all the well wishes and good vibes. Just got home about 30 minutes ago. They’re gonna keep her sedated thru the night the ease her off it in the morning. It was a bit jarring when Papa Wease saw her when we got to go back. I had a good idea of what she’d look like, but he didn’t have a clue. His reaction rattled me a little. He’s staying there in the room with her and I’ll head back over for a little while in the morning.

[tree_]

That's rough. Hope you can get a decent night's sleep with all the anxiety and stress. Tomorrow will be a better day.

[doug rr]

we're still not done unpacking and getting adjusted to the new apartment..my wife ordered a
table/entertainment center for the tv and to store things from wayfair or something..anyway when it gets delivered tonight the guy that delivers it is also going to put it together at 7pm...I forgot what city living was like..I went to get my Seattle times paper this morning and some lady tapped me on the back in the store asking me to buy her some food..I gave her a 5..sigh