Better days

View all

Get your own

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
This slide show goes back to better days, when Mister Gallbladder would regularly pump out enough bile for Bobby to actually eat chicharrone burritos. A thing of the past now. A slice of bacon or two per month is about all in that department getting down here lately. Fats. No good way to deal with fats. We do take a lot for granted.

"Win some , Lose some"

The scan is over. Commense glowing in the dark.Radioactive iodine, and the post ct scan doldrums from the contrast allergy are in full swing. I love the catch 22's you humans get to deal with. NPO before a test means the patient is almost sure to become a human pin cushion when they try to start an IV for a dual phase computed tomography. This was the case with Bobby yesterday. The nurse (male,... bummer) punted to the other nurse (female,... hooray) after four sticks, all missing the vein. The last one almost had our former beer drinker fainting. It must have something to do with anticipating one stick, but after three misses, panic starts to set in. For the patient as well as the nurse. You could see it all over his poor face. Two years ago for Sharon's brain decompression surgery, the anesthesiologist missed over 10 times. Bobby stopped counting at 10, and it took 20 minutes after that with 4 large men holding her down to get a large catheter in to her artery on her forearm. No blame on the doc, it wasn't in the card for him that day. Yesterday did not even come close to that kind of torture for Bob. Especially when you take in to account that he didn't crap out from the iodine contrast with was auto injected in to that carefully placed IV, and that the scans showed no liver cancer, which is a big risk now, and that at the end of the day, because the nice lady who placed his IV and did his scan asked him if he had any other tests later in the day, which he might need a blood draw, and they decide to keep the IV in just case. So, later after meeting with the WORLD FAMOUS HEPATOLOGIST he couldn't stop smiling, as they flushed out his hard won IV, and managed to draw fresh blood , 6 vials out of it, sparing any more punctures for one day. Win. As my old grand dad Juan D BillyBob used to say-"Unas veces se gana y otras se pierde" . Win some, lose some.

Before
After
Say Cheese!

CT time once again

I am beginning to feel a sense of deja vu. How about you? The last time the CT scan happened, Bobby got really sick presumably from the contrast, prednisone premedication, plus benydril, and Iodine contrast ( allergy). So, the doctors tried to have Bobby take a different kind of test this time, a stand up MRI. That was last month. He lasted 4 minutes in the machine before begging to be let loose. Pain. Squeezed me and SPLEEN Mc Queen big time...It was a combined spine/liver MRI. So, on Monday, he had an open scan MRI which looked like this...He tried something new. He took a small spray bottle from the cosmetics section of the grocery store, and filled it with water. He told the tech that he would have a much higher rate of success if he could wet his mouth with the spray bottle. She had no objections, except to say to please only spray when it was quiet. He did. No panic inducing dry mouth, or difficulty swallowing, gagging, or throat clearing. . None. At all. He held the spray bottle next to his mouth, and every thing was cool... and moist. Daughter hates that word, moist. Moist. But Moist is in a key player in Dr Horrible's sing along blog. Bobby's thing this summer. Big time. Freeze ray... stun ray... computer aided x ray. Tommorrow.
Be there, or be square. Bill.

Face book, the electric friendship generator

A ride through Barcelona in 1908

Amazing video.

Showdown

Somedays

it seems like a non stop showdown

between me ...

and him...

Kittens and hepatopulmonary syndrome

Today finds Bobby traveling to the Anschutz for the 3 month checkup with the pulmonologist. It's rather creepy for him, because of the three month checkup interval. HPS is very often progressive, and fatal, and sometimes a liver transplant is either not an option, or the transplant can take up to a year to clear up the vasodilations in the lungs. He has had a lot more headaches, including right now while he's typing this for me, but on a brighter note, he finally captures a coveted "Rweee"session from the kitten. BY STRAPPING THE VIDEO CAMERA TO HAS HAND AT BEDTIME LAST NIGHT! HA! this time he was ready and waiting for Sachi, the camera shy kitten. Slinky, beaniebaby-ish, and feathery soft, and most of all, camera shy. If he sees the camera, *POOF*, away goes the rweee and he slinks away silently. So, click below, and enjoy. P.S. Bobby has a lot of trouble with videos playing in this browser, and others say they have a hard time too, so--- if the video bogs down and wont play, just click on the video in the middle to have it take you straight to you tube, and if that doesn't work, click on robwalkingeagle's channel, and look for it there, and get a clean link. If any one knows why we have these problems with playing videos here please comment. Enjoy.

Those crazy oxygen deprived athletes

There is a new report that olympic athletes are using viagra to get a boost in on the field performance. Too bad that they don't know about ventilation perfusion mismatch. Too big a capillary, red blood cells cannot reach the aveoli in the lungs, and you got , that's right, hypoxemia. Not a boost at all. Good luck, you jack asses.