I don't really remember the trip to the hospital. I got all of that later.
I woke up coughing, it got worse, finally I was coughing up blood. Usually this means the end in situations like mine, I have been ready for it for months, to be honest.
Oxygen from somewhere, flat on my back plane ride to Boston, nurses everywhere. I think sometimes it is a disadvantage to have a bit of money and lots of help, I would have been pleased to just go this time around.
When one is diagnosed as terminal, damn it, it should be! Bunch of crap still pegging along 20 months later...Oh well.
I have a wife who will never give up. The family joke is if she ever got into a leg biting contest with a Grizzly Bear, sooner or later that Bear is gonna lose a leg!
Tough on me though, I have to admit I want to give up..hard to understand, I know...
So flat on my back, through the doors, time to do some more laser surgery, fix my lungs. Cool, I get another 10-12 weeks.. I think is is a pain in the ass to have to fly to Boston every 8 weeks or so, $20,000 down the tubes each time, for what? More time?
All of us will be where I am sooner or later, the lucky ones will just go in their sleep. Guys like me have to fight, danged wife....she insists she will save me, I personally would like to be allowed to go as nature intended, I know that sounds strange. Get yourself in my position, it won't...
I remember seeing Amanda as I was wheeled through the ER. Even sick as I was, the sight of her brought a minor erection. You would need to see Amanda to understand......
I was laying there flat on my back, coughing every few seconds, blood included, thinking about boffing this sweet young thing..I never lost my ability to get it up, I should have, but I didn't...
I woke up feeling pretty damn good, I could breath, the coughing was gone. Doctor Hajjarri had burned out a growth that was trying to collapse my left lung, suddenly I was getting air again..
Hell! I felt great, I wanted to go bowling, I wanted to go fishing, I was even thinking of jetting over and riding the roller coaster..Well, not quite that good but relative to what I felt like just hours before, it was pretty much all right.
Then Amanda came in with a tray of food, well, if you call it that. Some kind of Squash pasta, hell with it, I would eat Rats if I could look at Amanda! You really would need to see this woman, she was the type that in any room, anywhere, it was like she was in a spotlight standing out from the rest. The only other woman to ever affect me like that is my wife, Lee.
She knew, no horsing around. She put her hand on my upper leg and told me she was my night shift nurse....I got a boner that would make the porno movies, nothing on this planet could stop that..
I heard a happy voice, and looked over to see Lee sitting there, grinning. "Looks like you are feeling better!" she said. Lee gave me a kiss, told me to get some sleep, and she would be back early in the morning. I glanced at a clock on the wall, it read 11:45, I didn't know if it was day or night. "Nearly midnight!" Lee said, reading my mind.