Ok...So I Saw My Pulmonary Guy.....

....on Thursday and.....

Inconclusive regards Mickey. He isn't leaning toward cancer....won't rule it out, either.....and is putting me on 30 days of an anti-biotic, with a follow up CAT Scan in 6 weeks.

Haven't had any episodes of pain lately. Always a plus!

Will keep you all posted and thanks for reading.

Until next time.....

Howdy! It's Been A While!

I have been remiss is posting after updating that I have a new part to my body. Here's what happened....

Friday, June 7th, I was going about my morning getting ready to introduce myself to a local corporation and a Social Media Summer campaign I conceived for them.Beautiful day, moderate temperature...all looked good. Then the pain started.....

It was in my back and felt EXACTLY like the pain I had when I experienced my real heart atack back in 2009, and got a stent put in. After it hit a certain level, I went to the nearest E.R. and was checked in immediately.

It was determine pretty quickly that odds were this was NOT a cardiac event. Thus, the CAT Scan and X-Ray were ordered. It was at that point, they discovered I had an infection in the upper part of my right lung, with a bonus feature of a "Mass" behind that. Said item's nature still undetermined. They loaded me up with 2 Broad Spectrum I.V. anti-biotics and sent me on my way. They wanted me to stay for tests and all, but I said no. It was late in the day on a Friday, thus nothing would be done except run up the bill, until Monday. So, back to the van for moi.

I see my pulmonary guy this coming Thursday. At that point I'll know if a biopsy will be performed, or just more anti-biotics. We'll see....

Now I am of the nature to give nick names to things. People, devices, stuff. For example I called my Food Saver appliance the Vac-U-Suck. You get the idea.

I was at a loss of what to call my mass, until I was finally able to view the X-Ray on my computer, and it all came into focus.

MICKEY!!!!

Mickey Mass! Whoda' thought!

(This is REALLY my X-Ray! You can see the date in the lower right side of image)

Immediately I had the theme for "The Mickey Mouse Club" being all earwormish in my head and new lyrics came about. Before I show you those, a frame of reference is called for those too young to recall the ORIGINAL M.M.C. and not the creepy one in the 90's. Presented for your enjoyment.....

SIDETRACK: I found this FULL COLOR version I never knew existed before. Only ever saw the show in Black and White.



So I came up with this. Know it's a Work In Progress.

Who's the one, lives in your lung
and makes it hard to breathe
M I C...K E Y...MA-SS, that's he! (Sung EmmA-SS)

Hey There, Hi There, Hack There
I can hear you wheeze.


M I C...K E Y...MA-SS, that's he!

Mickey Mass
(Donald clot)
Mickey Mass
(Donald clot)

Forever keep your platelet levels high

High, HIgh, HIGH...

You get the idea.

Anyhow...in limbo and seeing what happens. Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers.

Until next time.......

What I Learned From Lenny Bruce....

...well at least the movie version of his life!

A: That Bob Fosse was truly an American treasure. And Dustin Hoffman is brilliant.
B. Definition of a "Schmuck" : Someone who gets out of the shower to pee.
C. That using "Blah Blah" in the place of expected naughty words was REALLY funny!

SIDETRACK: When I was singing in night clubs for a living, one band I was with, "Triffid", did a song by Paul McCartney called "Smile Away". In the middle of the song I would engage the audience and get'em to sing along with me. Well, one night I came up with this whole rap about farts. What it boiled down to was:

1. You came to the club to hopefully meet someone.
2. You'd been indulging in adult beverage of an effervescent nature.
3. Hopefully accompany that person to the local diner...this was New Jersey, after all.
4. And while finally being able to talk in a normal volume, you...the male...realized, right in the middle of the diner and booth.... you had to fart.

And I would go on to describe the varieties of flatulence one could count on.

It was a BIG fav of our fans.

However, one night we played a club owned by this really uptight ex high school football coach who took exception to that word....fart. Called our management the next day and said we would never play the club again, it I performed it once more that night.

So...instead I used..."blah"!

It was a hit with those who had heard the song before, and those new to us, got it anyway.

Worked for Lenny. Me...not so much. It was years before we played that club again.

But I digress....

4. How not to flame out in to an ember.

Lenny was arrested over and over for obscenity across the nation. In many ways he is responsible for the broader definition of The First Amendment we enjoy today. Just because he was vulgar, doesn't mean he didn't fall on the sword and allow things we like today, such as,  the free flow of information, opinion, and debate. Like on the internet.

In the last years of his life and career, Lenny took to reading the transcripts of his trials in comedy clubs, instead of doing comedy.

Crash
Burn
Embers!

My postings as of late have been, by and large, maudlin...depressing...a bit self indulgent with a dash of pity...

I used to come here, write stuff in an attempt try to be funny, observant, clever...etc.

No so for quite some time. And I need to change that. Not just for you, but myself as well.

Of course I'll post when something goes amiss, but certainly in a different fashion that I have been. No one likes a whiner, most of all your humble narrator.

So expect some announcements of projects I have been developing and progress in becoming a Texas for real.

Yeah, my lungs suck now. It is what it is. But I have other parts to my anatomy, and that includes my Heart. I need to spend more time talking to it. It still sees a nice future.

Here's hoping!

Until next time.....