ynot slow
16th October 2010, 09:34
Well it is 7 years to the day I went in for surgery,little did I know it would save my life.October 16th 2003,the rugby world cup was about to start.
I went into NP Base hospital in the afternoon and prepared for operation,not much sleep that night for me.
Next day it was all on,kissed mum and wife and had euphoric relaxing drugs pumping in veins lol.After what felt like a minute I woke feeling groggy,but after having major bleed and giving my heart a hissy fit,was alive,and bloody thirsty,never has a sip of water felt majic,can still feel the thirst now.
Recovering after a 3hour event which took 6 or so,and thinking that was fun,but alive and that's the main thing.Next few days was attempting to walk (which I did within 24hrs)and giving nurses cheek,I was shifted from ICU to ward for next few nights.
After getting told no chemo and radiation I was told on my birthday (yeah in hospital)it was required during morning rounds,was a downer as had to get info from surgeon not registrar,and he put my mind at rest that afternoon.
Best present was Lance Armstrongs book from my brother,read his first preface and was very emotional for me reading it,that was my inspiration though.
Roll on 6 months and all going well,chemo over but had a funeral of another mate wasn't fun.
Decided to buy bike shortly after when I sold my house and had a few $$$ spare,and that is how I found this site,so cheers to all who make this site.
Special thanks to my family,especially mum and dad,the look in their eyes when they knew wasn't fun.My brother Garry kept me informed via internet,he knew more than me about operation lol,my kids Tyneesha and Alana,man it hurt seeing them upset
and finding out it is genetic,and lastly my better half Janine,you are my rock,you kicked my ass to quack in first place,and would be history if not for you.
Kinda puts losing rugby world cups in perspective.Rock on people.
I went into NP Base hospital in the afternoon and prepared for operation,not much sleep that night for me.
Next day it was all on,kissed mum and wife and had euphoric relaxing drugs pumping in veins lol.After what felt like a minute I woke feeling groggy,but after having major bleed and giving my heart a hissy fit,was alive,and bloody thirsty,never has a sip of water felt majic,can still feel the thirst now.
Recovering after a 3hour event which took 6 or so,and thinking that was fun,but alive and that's the main thing.Next few days was attempting to walk (which I did within 24hrs)and giving nurses cheek,I was shifted from ICU to ward for next few nights.
After getting told no chemo and radiation I was told on my birthday (yeah in hospital)it was required during morning rounds,was a downer as had to get info from surgeon not registrar,and he put my mind at rest that afternoon.
Best present was Lance Armstrongs book from my brother,read his first preface and was very emotional for me reading it,that was my inspiration though.
Roll on 6 months and all going well,chemo over but had a funeral of another mate wasn't fun.
Decided to buy bike shortly after when I sold my house and had a few $$$ spare,and that is how I found this site,so cheers to all who make this site.
Special thanks to my family,especially mum and dad,the look in their eyes when they knew wasn't fun.My brother Garry kept me informed via internet,he knew more than me about operation lol,my kids Tyneesha and Alana,man it hurt seeing them upset
and finding out it is genetic,and lastly my better half Janine,you are my rock,you kicked my ass to quack in first place,and would be history if not for you.
Kinda puts losing rugby world cups in perspective.Rock on people.