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In my haphazard haste to write my previous blog post, I left some things out concerning my latest arm hemorrhage that happened late Sunday night or early Monday morning.
The bleeding was so heavy that the nurses had to rebandage three times. As soon as they thought the task was done, the bandages were blood-soaked.
When I speak of hemorrhages, I am not exaggerating.
On Tuesday, the wound care doctor was alarmed when she heard the news. There is now an order stating that if this happens again, I should be immediately taken to Cookeville Medical Center.
Finally some sense of logic.
I am well known here at Signature Health Care for my poetry books and hemorrhages.
My right arm is numb due to the tight heavy bandages. I hate to write comments on your blogs because every damn word is a mistake. I type slowly and carefully on this blog. Slowly.
Rumor Hazzit is that I have an appointment with a surgeon in Cookeville on Tuesday the 12th. I'll believe it when I see it. If it's true, I have a strong feeling the surgeon will say nothing can be done for my arm.......
change of subject, sort of
Long ago, when I was Satan's advocate, there was a very popular gay bar called Rumor Hazzit in Garden Grove, CA.
Don't panic. All I did was sit in there, looking pretty, smoking Krakatoas and drinking King Cobra or Hurricane. Those were the days.
Krakatoa clove cigarettes. They're now illegal in the U.S. Considered dangerous. Evil side effects. I used to buy them in Hollywood.
Well
Big drumroll here
I just purchased another ancient Egyptian Bastet Goddess cat from the private museum collection. A seven inch statue, circa 14 AD. Made of limestone.
These two rare items have been cleaned but never restored. They remain exactly as found during the excavation at Luxor.
It's been shipped via Canada and will arrive next week.
Am I crazy, unique, fortunate, careless?
Heck, it's only money.
But, Jon, what will you do with them while still in a hospital bed?
That's my damn business.
Jon 🩵 loving cats, ancient artifacts....and danger....and you.
Krakatoa! Have you ever heard this story?
ReplyDeleteOn August 27, 1883, Edward Samson, a reporter for the Boston Globe, awoke drenched with sweat from a terrifying dream. He was lying on the couch in his office, where he had fallen asleep. It was 3 a.m. as he frantically scribbled down the details of his horrific dream: A catastrophic volcano had destroyed the tiny Indian Ocean island of Pralape. Extreme terror gripped the natives as they were trapped between the rivers of red-hot lava and the boiling ocean. Walls of mud flowed fifty feet high, and ships were crushed between gargantuan waves. The island exploded in an earth-shattering blast and disappeared beneath the waves, leaving only a “fire-spouting crater in the foaming sea.” Samson left the written account of his dream on his desk, with “important” written across the top of the paper.
It was found the next morning by the Boston Globe's editor. He ran the story with a banner headline across the entire front page. He then passed the information onto other newspapers. When it was discovered that the article was based on Samson's dream, he was fired. Before retractions could be made, however, random reports of disaster began to come in. The greatest sea wave ever circled the earth, and an atmospheric wave went round three times. Communities in Malaya and India were destroyed by tidal waves. The explosion of Krakatoa was reported. Samson was back on staff.
Samson's dream had happened at the actual time the events occurred. The only incongruence was the name of the island. The mystery was cleared up when Samson was much older. The Dutch Historical Society sent him an old map of the Indian Ocean, and on it, Krakatoa was called by its native name of one hundred and fifty years earlier: Pralape.
I've never heard that interesting story. I wonder if Samson was psychic or fabricating.
DeleteHave you ever smoked Krakatoas?
Not yet. 😉
DeleteThey must be more dangerous than regular cigarettes. Do you know why?
Many horrible side effects - seizures, strokes, irregular heart beats, nose bleeds, etc. I never had any side effects.
DeleteI heard that the volcanic Krakatoa caused spectacular sunsets for a long time.
It would really have been something to see.
DeleteAnother marvelous find. Beautiful. Let's hope you get the appointment and that the doctor has something useful to say. Yeah, I know, we can but hope.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Liz! I never know what to expect, but I'm hoping for the best.....
DeleteTake care.
Fingers crossed the appointment with the surgeon really does materialize and that this issue can be resolved. This shitz has been going on long enough! You need to get the hell out of Dodge and to Home Sweet Home with some cats (the real kind)!
ReplyDeleteYour new acquisition is really nice. You're acquiring quite the Egyptian/antiquity collection. Enjoy!
Paranormal John
The appointment was confirmed today - - August 12th, but I'm still cautiously optimistic. I really want to get home, John, and yes - - with real cats. No bears allowed.
DeleteHopefully, I don't want to become addicted to Egyptian antiquities.
Another beautiful find.
ReplyDeleteI hope you finally get to see the doctor. :)
I truly hope this appointment will materialize. It's been a very long wait (as you well know).
DeleteYour upcoming move has been a long wait, too. It's exciting!
That's a good looking cat! I remember my father used to say, "It's only money." (That or, "I'd rather give it to you with warm hands v. cold.")
ReplyDeleteI don't recall the brand, but years ago I bought a pack of herbal cigarettes. I hadn't lit up more than a few minutes when the office landlord came storming in the back door. The 'aroma' had drifted through the building's vents and they in the Credit Union thought someone (me) was smoking weed!
Yes, Krakatoa and Sherman cigarettes had very strong peculiar aromas. I honestly didn't inhale much at all. It was all for.....dramatic effect. But Krakatoas looked like weed.
DeleteI'll have to curtail my cat addiction.
😺
I remember some kids at the continuation high school I attended smoked clove cigarettes during their smoke breaks. Yes we had smoke breaks and a smoking designated area at our small high school. Then some cranks who could see the kids smoking, complained and no more smoking of any kind was allowed the following school year. Our school abutted a hill with a street where motorists could see the designated smoking area of our school. Never smoked myself though I was raised by my grandmother who chain smoked unfiltered Camel cigarettes for decades. Finally she had to turn to way milder More cigarettes that when she first smoked them she said they were like smoking paper.
ReplyDeleteOne day my aunt bought her a pack of unfiltered Camel’s and grandma just about keeled over from the first drag !
She couldn’t believe she had smoked them for years. Being around smokers I was use to cigarette smoke, now I can’t stand the smell or the way it gets in your clothes.
Garden Grove is down to one last gay bay, the Frat House that has been around since 1984. From the mid 60’s to the 80’s Garden Grove had more gay bars than West Hollywood, in John Birch queers are commies Orange County CA of all places !
Love your ancient Egyptian artifacts, brings to mind the classic 1932 film The Mummy with Boris Karloff. Hopefully the artifacts will raise your spirits and before you know it you’ll be dancing to Walk like an Egyptian by the Bangles. :)
-Rj
Wow, a high school with a designated smoking area! That was really unusual. In my H.S. smoking only occurred in the parking lot or restroom - and you'd be suspended if caught.
DeleteMy parents never smoked - - and admittedly I was a fake smoker. I did it to look "tough" (ha) and seldom inhaled.
Yes, there was a time when Garden Grove had more gay bars than Hollywood. I remember them all on G.G. Boulevard. Rumor Hazzit, the Tiki Hut, and the Mug were my favorites. There was the Saddle Club, the Iron Spur, Knotty Keg. DOK West was a nightclub and I only went there a few times. I think the Happy Hour was a lesbian bar
I wrote a blog post about the Mug and a murder. I'll have to repost it.
Those Egyptian cats will lift my spirits..
Another beautiful piece to add to your collection of cats.
ReplyDeleteKeeping my fingers crossed you get that long-awaited appointment and a plan can be put in place.
Jo
I don't know what to think about the long-awaited appt. Today one of the social workers confirmed it but she couldn't find the time.
DeleteI am really intrigued by ancient artifacts and those cats are a treasure. A very rare discovery.
Wow, another fantastic purchase. At least the wound doctor has given some orders regarding your arm. Here's hoping you actually get you appointment.
ReplyDeleteThe wound care doctor is logical and dependable but she only comes here once a week. The staff that works here isn't very reliable.
DeleteI had never intended to buy ancient artifacts, but I couldn't resist these - - and the price was quite reasonable. 😸
Jon,
ReplyDeleteProbably the greatest threat to unoccupied houses are vines that grow up around them. They will swallow the house eventually! This morning I clipped at the base of one monster Virginia Creeper vine that had snuck up on one of my magnificent holly trees that border my property with my neighbors. The base of the vine looks so benign but oh what damage it can cause growing unchecked. Have you been able to get in touch with your cousin to see if any vines are swallowing up your mountain cabin?
I continue to hope for the best for you Jon. You new treasures will bring you happiness I'm sure.
Ron
The vines are tough and extremely aggressive, and they do grow around my front porch. The only person who checks my place is Shiela, a woman who works here.
DeleteMy cousin Nancy isn't well and seldom drives. We both live in Jamestown, but she'd right on the edge of town. I'm about 25 miles away in the wilderness.