I went to the hospiTal New Years Eve. My timing was great and I had an aneurysm at the hospital while on tHe surgery table. After brain surgery and recovering from a colapsed lung and being on a ventilator for 2 weeks, I started the recovery process.

February 15 was tha first time I was able to get out of bed. I managed the 10 steps needed to get to the toilet and take an un assisted shit with the help of a walker. Good times.....I Know.

This is the best bad luck I've ever had. There doesnt seem to be any permqnenet brain or nervous system damage and I even lost 65 pounds ( yes, I am a fat fucker )

Being bed ridden was a drag though. Im very weak with out a lot of muscle control. It also sucks thaT I cant smoke or drink alcohol. How the hell can You entertain yourself like that?


Any way thanks to all of you who PMd me and wished me well. It truly is appreciated. And thanks to the OC. The entertainment is priceless

Devils Advocate;1709963 wrote:I went to the hospiTal New Years Eve. My timing was great and I had an aneurysm at the hospital while on tHe surgery table. After brain surgery and recovering from a colapsed lung and being on a ventilator for 2 weeks, I started the recovery process.

February 15 was tha first time I was able to get out of bed. I managed the 10 steps needed to get to the toilet and take an un assisted shit with the help of a walker. Good times.....I Know.

This is the best bad luck I've ever had. There doesnt seem to be any permqnenet brain or nervous system damage and I even lost 65 pounds ( yes, I am a fat fucker )

Being bed ridden was a drag though. Im very weak with out a lot of muscle control. It also sucks thaT I cant smoke or drink alcohol. How the hell can You entertain yourself like that?


Any way thanks to all of you who PMd me and wished me well. It truly is appreciated. And thanks to the OC. The entertainment is priceless

please send check or money order $12.00

Love you bro.

Devils Advocate;1709963 wrote:
This is the best bad luck I've ever had. There doesnt seem to be any permqnenet brain or nervous system damage and I even lost 65 pounds ( yes, I am a fat fucker )

Sure about having no permanent brain damage?

Seriously, glad you are ok DA.

Glad you're ok!

Good to see you're still kickin', man. Now just have someone sneak you a few buds to toke on the sly and you'll be on the road to recovery!

To be frank, I knew you'd come out of this! Welcome back, my friend. ...and kudos to the little bird watching over you!

It's also nice to know that you still remember that you owe me a 12 pack! …only wish you could share it with me!

February 15 was tha first time I was able to get out of bed. I managed the 10 steps needed to get to the toilet and take an un assisted shit with the help of a walker. Good times.....I Know.

this might be the funniest thing posted on here in awhile.

Glad you are ok.

Just a quick ? If you don't mind. What made you decide to go into the hospital when you did.

sportchampps;1710027 wrote:Just a quick ? If you don't mind. What made you decide to go into the hospital when you did.

I was having a lot of hjeadaches,mand the last one was a Migrain X3. I went to the doctor and hesent me to the hospital.

You lie

Devils Advocate;1710032 wrote:I was having a lot of hjeadaches,mand the last one was a Migrain X3. I went to the doctor and hesent me to the hospital.

. You're spelling like me... Don't worry it's a sign of intellect.

DeyDurkie5;1710033 wrote:You lie

I can assure you that he is dead serious about this.

Apple;1710037 wrote:I can assure you that he is dead serious about this.

I'm just giving him shit. Glad he's alright

Glad you pulled thru.

Devils Advocate;1709963 wrote:
February 15 was tha first time I was able to get out of bed. I managed the 10 steps needed to get to the toilet and take an un assisted shit with the help of a walker.

Glad you are doing well, able to sit up and take nourishment, able to dispose of unwanted waste unassisted, and most importantly...post on the OC.

I had a friend who's mom died of a brain aneurysm. She was driving him to soccer practice and pulled over because the headache was so bad. She called the squad and unfortunately passed away before they got there. I always felt so bad for him because he was just sitting in the car talking to her as she died.

Glad you are ok

Good to hear you are doing ok DA.

Devils Advocate;1709963 wrote:Being bed ridden was a drag though. Im very weak with out a lot of muscle control.

Last July I had heart surgery to repair my Mitral valve. Still remember that first trip to the toilet to take a dump. Nurse had to help me and carry the pump collecting fluids from my chest cavity. I was like a 90 year old man. I was not even sure I could wipe my own ass. The hospital bed was like the rack. I spent the last night in the chair next to it I just could not take it any more. I was home in less than 5 days. I can't imagine what you went through being confined to the bed that long. My heart goes out to you. Must have been awful. I would joke with my Dad that if they did not get the chest tubes out of me I was about to fashion them into a noose.

I am not sure of your age but "younger" patients tend to recover faster. I am 42 and was able to do a 10 mile bike ride on flat terrain just couple of months later. Looks like you have crested the hill and I wish you the best.

DA do what the doctors tell you and then do more to help yourself.

Ten years ago I had colon cancer. Before going into surgery I ask what I needed to do to help me get out of the hospital sooner .. Last thing I remember was doctor sad, "walk"
when I woke up it was around 3 o'clock in the morning. Still feeling the effect of the drugs.
I looked around, to get oriented , checked out my surgery, how I was hooked up. I started to get out of bed the pain and lack of strength was overwhelming. But to get better quicker ..I had to walk that all I could focus on. Still some what drugged up, weak and in pain I got out of bed and stood somewhat up right. Holding onto the rolling IV stand, tubes in my arm, I headed down the hall... Hurting , in pain but determined to walk the length of the hall.
passed the late night nursing station .... One element I forgot... Those open back robes. Moving at a sails pace, with my ass out for all to admire, made the turn at the end of the hall passed the nursing station again in pain and hurting more, weak and slower than slow. Made it to my room dropped into the bed, pushed the call for nurse and crashed... Next morning ont the bed was a pair of pj pants with a note .. " good job, nice show"

you have a very good friend ... That tells a lot about a person. Get well soom
if I find out you're smoking again I will make the trip ... Mofo

majorspark;1710155 wrote:Last July I had heart surgery to repair my Mitral valve.

Mitral valve prolapse?

Hang tough DA .....................obamacare depends on it.

Belly35;1710172 wrote:DA do what the doctors tell you and then do more to help yourself.

Ten years ago I had colon cancer. Before going into surgery I ask what I needed to do to help me get out of the hospital sooner .. Last thing I remember was doctor sad, "walk"
when I woke up it was around 3 o'clock in the morning. Still feeling the effect of the drugs.
I looked around, to get oriented , checked out my surgery, how I was hooked up. I started to get out of bed the pain and lack of strength was overwhelming. But to get better quicker ..I had to walk that all I could focus on. Still some what drugged up, weak and in pain I got out of bed and stood somewhat up right. Holding onto the rolling IV stand, tubes in my arm, I headed down the hall... Hurting , in pain but determined to walk the length of the hall.
passed the late night nursing station .... One element I forgot... Those open back robes. Moving at a sails pace, with my ass out for all to admire, made the turn at the end of the hall passed the nursing station again in pain and hurting more, weak and slower than slow. Made it to my room dropped into the bed, pushed the call for nurse and crashed... Next morning ont the bed was a pair of pj pants with a note .. " good job, nice show"

you have a very good friend ... That tells a lot about a person. Get well soom
if I find out you're smoking again I will make the trip ... Mofo

Good lord lol. Please nobody take Belly's advice. Attempting to walk hours after surgery with no assistance is a recipe for disaster. Make sure someone is with you to help if needed.