Monday, June 29, 2015


Even though I'm getting my spleen removed, Doc has me continuing to take the $10G a month spleen shrinking drug.  Now at the highest dosage.   Odd, but ok. 
Also got a bunch of shots last week after the Spleen Be Gone news.  Got Meningococcal, Haemophilus Influenzae Type B and Pneumoccal Polysaccharide.  Horse needles entering my body thru the thigh, arm and ass.  Shit knocked the crap out of me too for a couple of days.  I guess since the fuel filter for the body is getting ousted, they want to get you hopped up on all kinds of gnarly vaccines. 

Tuesday, June 23, 2015


My spleen is, I mean.  Looks like $30G worth of spleen shrinking Jakfi couldn't get the bugger down to the required 22cm size.  It's still around 24.9cm's long.  So the new half assed timeline looks like this:  meet with Dr. Spleen next week, have Dr. Spleen remove the overgrown organ sometime in July, recover for a month or so, then get rolling on the bone marrow/stem cell transplant in August.  Shit... I just might be able to snowboard this summer!

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Up Date

Last Saturday Mac and I rolled up the Skykomish to do a little yardwork at the cabin and maybe get my first and last bike ride and of the season in.  Saturday was awesome, we took a bunch of hot laps, hooked up with some friends and then got home and cut the lawn then weed whacked the lawn. The place looked pretty Chino.
Sunday we were up and at it early met up with the mayor of Skykomish Brian Schaefer and his group of dudes and ripped some more laps.  I was doing the smart thing when they went in for a beer at lunch and I said "yeah I'm just going to keep riding I'll have a beer when I'm done." 
The day was ending for Mac and I and we were rolling back to the car when we ran into one of his friends that doesn't mountain bike and we're going to do "one more run" with them, taking it easy getting down the hill.  20 feet off the chairlift going 5 miles an hour in the first turn my front tire washed out and I went down hard on the only place on my body that didn't have pads, my elbows.  For some fucked up reason, Sunday was the only day I've never worn them.  Ski patrol thought I just had a really bad hematoma, I thought the same thing so we packed up my shit from the cabin and cautiously went back to Seattle. 
Monday was a big day on the transplant timeline because we were going back to Seattle Cancer Care where I had an appointment with the infectious disease department to see if the toe fungus I have was going to hold up my bone marrow transplant.  Which it's not.  But what they really needed me to do is go to the emergency room and get my arm looked at.  Next thing I know they got me pumped up with ketamine and they're relocating my elbow into its socket and then scheduling me for surgery on Wednesday to put a plate and screws into my elbow apparently I had dislocated my elbow as well as breaking it pretty badly. 
Wednesday was supposed to be the meeting I was going to have with Dr. Becker about when we're actually going to do the transplant so that got rescheduled until the 23rd of this month.   Just a minor setback or a test run for the upcoming pain.

Sundays pain drive home from the mountain.  Thanks for the sling.

Swell bow
Pre drugs and ketamine
Post surgery, diloted, oxy and morphined up.

5 days after surgury the bandages came off.  Them puss buckets are trauma blisters called blebs.  Nasty.
 9 days post surgury