i spent the usual and customary 15 minutes in the front waiting room. the nurse came and got me. the walk to the exam was a long and winding walk. good thing they had cheese in the examine room, otherwise we mice would have never found it.
next, i had 2 or 3 minutes with the nurse. she asked the standard nurse type questions. she asked to see my neoplasm of uncertain behavior, or as i call it, noub. i showed it to her. she asked if i wanted a gown. i passed. off she went and i waited for the doctor.
The doctor arrived and we spent the first thirty seconds talking about my vibram five fingers shoes. the vibrams are almost always a a point of discussion. i had to wear them once as my formal shoes on a cruise. i forgot my formal shoes.
the doctor asked to see the noub. i hopped on the table and pulled up my shirt. while asking me how long i had the noub, he grabbed and antiseptic wipe. i told him as the wipe went across the back. he showed me the wipe and the noub. this will we anticlimactic. the noub ended up to be a scab. done in under 60 seconds and that’s with 30 seconds talking about my shoes.
don’t you hate when there’s a bunch of worry for no good reason at all?
it’s been a long time in coming and i’d like to thank my mom, my dad, brothers, sisters, oh, and Mary, my wife. why? my leet award, 1337.
leet is short for eleet and is original an award reserved for higher ups in the bbs , bulletin board, mostly pre-internet, era which granted them special privileges. in the wordpress world leet is achieved when a blog reaches 1337 likes for the blog posts.
after a bit of history, now back to your regularly scheduled posts.
we are fortunate enough to live about 1 hour from some of the largest tulips 🌷 field in the world. Mary, the boyz and i took a trip last friday. below are some pictures from our trip.
what’s your favorite?
tall red & yellows
red & white
peach & pink
purple & white
field of view
picture of barn
field o’ colors
sea of blue
one of my favs
purple & red
red’s & purples
peach & blue
smellin’ a flower
he went that way
feeling so alone
so, so you think you can tell
heaven from hell…
i’ve seen my heaven and i’ve seen my hell. heaven occupied much of my early life, before my long and deep depression. sure, the golden streets didn’t exist and i didn’t really need them. things seldom seemed to go as planed, but as the story goes, that’s life. i could find at least some satisfaction in what i did and what i had become. sure, i had my depressive struggles, but I for the most part could manage.
here i go again talking about what shouldn’t be talked about. it’s looking like an obsession, i’m sure. often times obsessed talk about the ese word comes from someone contemplating their own life. don’t worry, i’m far, far away from the edge. this post is about the time i got way too close to the ragged edge. Continue reading
please don’t mind the dust as we finish our reconstruction.
you may have noticed i changed the name of the blog for bipolarsojourner to facing off with the big d. i have a few reasons.
- i don’t have bipolar. my psychiatrist fed me a rushed diagnosis at the end of our first meeting. when i questioned him on our next meeting he said i don’t have bipolar but multiple cycles of depression like i have had experienced are best treated like bipolar.
- i didn’t change the name of the blog at that time; i didn’t want to lose my many followers (said with a bit of sarcasm considering current numbers and that was about 4 years ago with numbers much lower, about 25).
- maybe i don’t play the game right, but i see other of my blogger friends that have been blogging far less time than me and they have followers numbers nearing or in the thousands. myself, i’m nearing 200 and might make it by june. (wahoo!)
- hoping the facing off with the big d will be a little less scary than having bipolar in the title.
- hoping for more click throughs of people teetering on a visit and snag them at that time.
It will still be the same writing style and hopefully stuff that people find interesting, intriguing, ingrossing(sp)(i wanted the tic tac toe, three i’s in a row), helpful information. There will the occasional poems and posts about the crazy things the boyz do and why not they are an important part of my life.
stick around; there will be much, much more to come!
Mary and i went for dinner last night. One of our favorite restaurant sends out discount coupons for birthdays. being it’s Mary’s birthday, we took advantage of the discount.