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Friday, July 12, 2002 PERFECT, BOOK ME !today i saw a third neurosurgeon in my quest to get the herniated disk in my lower back taken care of. there were three things that made me feel secure enough to book my surgery with him: a) he’s the chief of neurology at ceders-sinai. b) he’s jewish (as my friend ilene reminded me, jewish doctors are very empathetic). c) the picture on the wall of him standing at the hospital bedside of elizabeth taylor with her head shaved, just days after he removed a tumor from her brain. he told me that he wanted to operate as soon as possible, because it’s a very large herniation that could cause further problems the longer i wait. i told him that i had to wait until after my gig in san diego on the 27th of july. he said “fine, i’ll book you for the 29th” then he said “you’ll have to stop taking pain killers for five days before surgery because they thin your blood”. i told him that i couldn’t even be standing in this office right now if i wasn’t on celebrex (anti inflammatory) and ultracet (non narcotic pain reliever), less long perform in san diego the saturday before surgery. he then told me that he would check on those drugs (to see if they indeed thin the blood), otherwise he would have to schedule me for august. am i scared ? yes, a little. what if they fuck up my spine and i never sashay again ? what if the san diego show is my last ? (kinda ironic, san diego being my birthplace and all) what if they accidentally put breast implants in my ass cheeks ? but if i don’t do the procedure, i’m more scared of remaining in the kind of intense pain i’ve endured for the past three months. plus, everybody i’ve talked to said that they’ve had complete success with the micro-disectomy. i really should have asked the doctor about removing a couple of my ribs while he was up inside of me. and then having them cooked, marinated and smothered in barbecue sauce, ready and waiting for me when i wake up. yum! | Permalink 2009 RuCo, Inc.—All Rights Reserved |
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