Enough already….

I’ll start by saying that I am a white male and because of that I am a racist. I don’t want to be labeled that but that is what I am due to my whiteness.

Now, that being said, I’ll get on with my rant.

Is anyone else tired of all this Black Lives Matter and football protests going on around this country? I know I sure am. I am tired of all these multi-million football players protesting what they say is Police Brutality towards members of their race. They are fed up with police shooting, for no reason, the black members of society. It started with the SF 49’ers Colin Kaepernick sitting on the bench during the national anthem. His reason was that he is tired of police brutality minorities and no one going to jail because of it. Is it any wonder that no team has signed him up to play in this 2017 season? It’s not that he is a bad quarterback it is just that the owners of the teams and coaches do not want the distraction.

He is not tired of blacks shooting blacks or Hispanics shooting Hispanics, just police shooting blacks. Why is that when in Chicago alone there 77.6% blacks killed by their own people.  There are 17.3% Hispanics killed by Hispanics. Where is the outrage in that? Why is it just the police need to be responsible for their actions but black on black killings seem to be ok in their eyes.

So far in Chicago, there have been 517 people killed since the beginning of the year. The total shot in Chicago since this year is 2,805. Let that sink in… 2,805 shot, killed or wounded in 2017. Where is the outrage over that? Shouldn’t that be something to protest about. No. It is only the police that seem to piss off the “look at me, I’m a football player.” Whooo Wooo, you’re the best roll model for our impressionable youth. I bet if the players protested against the Commissioner of the football league, Roger Goodell something would be done. A lot of football fans are protesting the protest by not watching or attending the games. That has got to hurt the bottom line. But what do I know. I am white and a racist. I know that because the blacks said so.

Yesterday a black man walked into a church in Nashville Tennessee and began shooting at the people inside. First he shot and killed a woman in the parking lot of the church, then walked in and shot others. He was black and from what I can tell by the news reports, the victims were white. So where is the social outrage because of that. Shouldn’t the whites of America protest that?

As a Vietnam veteran I agree that as a free person in this country, people have the right to protest, march (with permits), and basically do what their freedom allows you to do. But again, as a Vietnam vet, I see it as a slap across the face of every military man or woman that fought for this country and its independence so they can protest. I get all that but there has to be some respect for the flag, our country and yes, even President Trump. Respect the office. Respect the position.

But what do I know. I’m a racist remember?


BCG Treatment

Today I go for my first of six BCG treatments. BCG stands for Bacille Calmette-Guerin. Basically what they do is shoot chemo medicine into my penis and into my bladder. Does not sound too bad right? But here is the thing…. I have to hold it in for 2 hours.

I’m kind of curious as to what that is going to feel like but we’ll see.


After the hurricane…

The hurricane Irma has past and is officially over. A lot of my neighbors that said they would stay, fled North into Georgia. But since it was my first hurricane I wanted to stay despite two robo-calls from the city telling us to evacuate. Nope. Not me, I wanted to see what it was like.

We did not lose any power until 1:00 in the morning and it came back at 2:00 in the afternoon. Some in the area are still without power and have water in their house. The only damage I had were two privacy bushes were bent over from the wind. My landscapers pulled them back and staked them. Hopefully they will take root and be as good as new.

That’s all I know…..


Just clillin’ during the hurricane…

All my neighbors said they were staying. But as the storm got closer it scared them off. Us, we are all shuttered up and have supplies. It is too late to flee now so we are here for the duration of the storm.

I just wish that the storm was here and gone. This watching the news, and that is all they talk about. Solid storm coverage 24 hrs a day. Enough already…. We get it… a hurricane is coming, now broadcast something else.

So that’s my story..


Now for sure it is over…..

Went this past Wednesday for surgery. My doctor wanted to make sure that he got the entire tumor because the pathology came back a high grade.

I hate it. Usually the surgery is not until 1:00 or 1:30 in the afternoon so I can’t eat or drink. Then the surgery happens and I come home with a pee bag which is wayyyy inconvenient. But I am taking it out today so that’s a good thing.

Then back to the doctor to see if he got it all, what the next steps will be.

Can’t wait…


I thought it was over…

Well it seems that my last tumor removal from my urethra turned out to be a high-grade form of cancer. So the good doctor wants me to come back so he can dig a little deeper just to make sure he got the entire tumor.

After that he said I would need chemo medicine shot into my bladder for six weeks. I would go there, have the chemo injected, sit for two hours then I guess pee and then do it over for six weeks. Fun!!

Worst case scenario…. remove the bladder leaving me with a bag for the rest of my life.

But hey….. at least I’m living.


It’s Over….

Went Tuesday to have a small tumor removed from my urethra. Took about 15 minutes. That would be fine until you know the entire story.

You need to get there about 1 hr before surgery. Once there they take you in a room to get you ready. You take off all your cloths and put on the gown, booties and your paper hat. They ask you 100 plus questions, most of which you answered when you checked in on-line.

Now comes the insertion of the IV. I tell them that the only place anyone has ever been successful is by going in through my right hand. They don’t listen… they try in my left arm. No Good. They try in my right arm. No good. Finally the anesthesiologist comes out and after a short conversation he finally gets it in my right hand just past the inside of my wrist.

After a few minutes they come and take you into the procedure room. The anesthesiologist say’s, “are you ready” I say “yes” and he say’s “see you in recovery and enjoy your sleep.” I try to fight it but after 20 seconds, I’m out.

Wake up in recovery and I have a catheter bag I have to go home with. The only good part of a pee-bag is you can drink many bottles of water and not have to get up to pee.

Today is Friday and I just took out my catheter and took a shower. I’m all good now.


Here we go again….

Doctor found another cancerous object in my bladder…..AGAIN. I thought I had put all this crap behind me but I guess I was wrong.

I am having it removed Aug 1st. I hope it all goes well but then again I am getting to be an expert at getting this type of thing done.

I post when the surgery is over. All I can say is “Damn.”


Florida’s Summer

Florida summer is here. Everyday it is between 90 and 93 degrees. It is also the rainy season and almost everyday it rains.

On a brighter note…. last week I had to go to get a P.E.T. scan. Since I stopped Chemo my Dr wanted me to get the scan to see if any cancer may be present. I went for the scan and the results were negative. No cancer spots in my body. So that was good news.

I go for another scan in about three months. If all is clear then they will take out my port that is implanted in my right upper chest. This port saves(ed) me from someone starting an IV to deliver my Chemo. A very good pain saver device.


No More Chemo…

That’s it. I’m done with Chemo. My doctor said I did not need any more for now. I’m hoping “for ever.”

I still feel crappy. She said that the after effects of the Chemo may last 3 to 6 months. I am light headed, dizzy, and sometimes the shortness of breath is disturbing. So I am hoping that it is less then 3 months for me to start feeling better.


So that all about that.