Kill Kuato

Monday, December 04, 1:59 PM – marco

Spent long time in shower.

WARNING-GUYTHING***DO NOT READ IF OFFENDED EASILY

was finally able to piss in the shower.
imagine that guys, not pissing in the shower for a week~! I hope this post doesn’t cause partner arguments.
I also tried to let my mind “go there” the subject that always pops into our heads in order to propagate the species. I was able to cognitively grasp concepts and images, but no connection “downstairs” still.

Since my cognitive powers were back I started to overly analyze the word “BOOB” and came to the conclusion that it visually represents the curves of a woman more than the word “breast”., Just move the letters around in the prior word and you’ll see what I mean.

It was a cognitive tuning shower.

I do remember trying to force myself to think about sex to see if my mind was intact too, about 12 hrs out of surgery.-I had thrombo socks on still, an auto BP cuff on my right arm-inflating every hr, artery/IV leads in my hands and feet+ Catheter *(((

Ok–“so here it goes”, my thought processes on “that subject” started to churn through me, at first calm..a breast walking on the yellow brick road waving at me, a butterfly on a flower, ice cream, then I was attacked with visual images that wouldn’t stop, round breasts, square breasts, triangle breasts, then a pair of spinning pinwheel breasts charging me, that made vertigo start-, I was flailing on the bed like a fish outta water,

I may have called the nurse and accidentally turned Jerry Springer on at that time I don’t know. woowoohoowoo, clock arms fast motion, puking over the bed into a pan I was almost breaking against the bedrail. Then all of a sudden nurse Glenda coming in at around 4am? “Would you like to be given a bath”? @#$% my imagination, but instead she was stating it was time to take the catheter out in tagalog or english I don’t remember, BREATHE DEEP,

I think “breathe deep” is a nurse trick because when you “breathe deep” it pushes your diaphragm down-which probably pushes on your bladder-I glanced down thinking, Heck I am pissing a molten iron, (add your own visual+pain) I pissed until the molten iron finally came out-about 8 inches maybe above my “u know what”.
Perhaps the mind or God tells you that “you are not to think about SEX until your mind gets done healing other areas of your body.

Nerve connections>
The last 2 days at the hospital I would close my eyes and have a visual impression of a macrolense photo of an orange peel, with the pores and stuff, then porcupine quills would shoot out from the pores,
That played in my head for about 3 days in different contexts and designs.

in my deaf left ear, of course I don’t “hear” anything, but I did acutely and now randomly sense or ya, HEAR, a 60s space movie ray gun bouncing back and forth-and a piano sound of fingers slapped down on random notes every time i plugged/unplugged my good ear, accordion harmonica sounds, and like wind in a tunnel with the dimensions of the tunnel changing thus changing the swooshh tone..

I am free associating too much now and its getting disorganized. will be back later to post about this darn dog in the house

Monday, December 04, 11:59 AM – marco

woke up at about 10:00, then took a soothing nap at 10:05.
no headache! calm, reserved. slo mo still.

spent 30 mins on hold listening to blue cross music, called biosports in Wenatchee, a PT is supposed to be calling me back.

am now going to tackle the shower and my moms “sap moss” shampoo-will see if it doesn’t get stuck in my staples like peanut butter this time. Will attempt a “ghost float” outside today.

Sunday, December 03, 1:41 PM – marco

woot chavez won again in venezuela of course. I will be pissed though if he tries to change the constitution on his length of stay in power. put him in a corner and he will tighten the reigns, proly what “they” plan to do anyway.

and was a riot watching the fiasco in the general mexican assembly of brawls and guys tumbling in suits. and to top it all off to shoe in our puppet calderon down there, Arnold Schwarzenegger and Senior Bush were invited to watch the brawls! what a fking keystone cops joke. all that will be quiet in the media though-just as noriegas win in nicaragua and probably chavez’s today. but it is obviously leaking out. if one thinks. its rather obvious that something happened in mexico. that even the left won in mexico. and by corking the volcanoe with the same party PRI? I think? things will explode. Ill try and find some fotos..better yet found a video..

here

what a riot! you can see great examples of the calm Mexican male under stress and being diplomatic at the same time. pretty cool.
google more if you want.

Sunday, December 03, 1:04 PM – marco

woke up around 11am, major headache. like the ray Liota Hannibal scene without anesthesia. I thought it was going to become more difficult “healing” since my lucidity is coming back more and more and when you have more mental status, you are intune to more pain.

I am slower today than yesterday. I still have not moved my neck. Tomorrow at 7am will be 1 week from being intubated for the operation.

Wen called to say our Snakefish has died. We had him for 5 yrs. and our 50 gallon tank is infested with some fungus. It better not be kuato or I will be pissed.  myfishtype

WEll Everything is still slow motion. I watched bubbles break on top of a blueberry shake, tried to watch a riveting bikini scene in “Big Mommas House 2” and thumbed through some gripping and jaw dropping accounts in my moms “cottage living” magazine.

this day is dedicated to my ropefish who has passed on to the other side-the snakefish that Wen had threatened to throw into the snow many times-but had a “velorio” today for him by placing the last half of his body on a rock outside.
See you on the other side Buddy.
Will post later tonight

Sunday, December 03, 10:18 PM – marco

almost ready to crawl into bed.
Bad headache wakeuptoday-almost to nausea.

I didn’t go for a brisk air “ghost float” around my house today-like I did yesterday…I was to overwhelmed with stimuli in one ear and vertigo.

Showers feel really good, i just stand in the shower like a wilted tree and enjoy the water going over my head.
my “no ear” feels like an appendage-a cauliflower with no purpose.-that last piece of playdoh carving you need to cutoff to make the perfect shape in kindergarden. I also feel as if I am slowly acquiring a “bionic ear” on my right.

Later, I will post some photoshop analogies about what its like to lose 1 ear and still have 1 other but with 2 eyes.

I also have sensed the calm culture of the deaf by really sealing up my good ear for about 4 hrs.
I can’t hear my mom! woot!

no time for photoshop. image here.

half head