Day One...

A good friend of mine once said, "work is a four letter word."
I always say, "I need a job."

So, it's back to work I go. I hope to keep this blog going, well, really I want to keep http://havelegwilltravel.blogspot.com/ going. So I really need to go back to work and make some money so I can get traveling. Then I can add to that blog and there will be a better reason to check back in. Or the travel channel can pick up my show and I'll travel for work and still keep up the blog.

But until then, thanks for checking in.

And now here's David Wain:
http://davidwain.com/anchorman.mov

Thymus through the Danger Zone...

The results are in, and there is no cancer. So I'm happy.

Otherwise, I would of posted this:

I watched My Life, again. I guess it's good that the Bucket List comes out on Tuesday.

In a little Cafe; on the other side of the border...

It was getting late and my new friend, Rodrigo, had just bought another round of tequila shots. I wasn't sure if it had been 2 hour or 2 weeks, but we had been in this bar a while and I was starting to think something was up. Again I tried to say; "I need to go, I've got to get back to my..."

But I was cut off by Rodrigo's laugh. He would charm me with another wonderful story of being out to sea and his crazy adventures. Oh how I could listen to that man talk. His eyes told the story, and the tattoos on his arms were the pop-up book that accompanied. But when he said something about a meatloaf, I new that there was a very good possibility that this was going to be the last night I was going to be alive.

I quickly pushed my way back from the table and jumped up. Being that this was my first night that I had gotten really drunk with the new leg, I just as quickly stumbled to the floor. Being to drunk to get up I started flopping around like a fish out of water. I managed to get up and swing myself into motion. But being new to this walking thing I thought I was running to the door, but two of Rodrigo's men sort of hurried, maybe a little less then a skip, in front of me and stopped me at the door.

I awoke the next morning in a tub of ice. Written on the wall, in what I could only imagine to be the blood of the dead guy next to me, was: Thanks for the Thymus.

Moral of the story, always eat your vegetables.

Did someone speak to soon...

Oh yeah, I think I did.

It's all fun and games until the Thoracic Surgeon see that your thymus is getting bigger.

YOU know what I mean?!?

So, it's back under the knife for me. The good thing is my lungs are clear, that's my biggest worry. The Sarcoma I had moves to the lungs and as long as they are clear I'm doing well.

As for the Thymus, it's grown since the last CT scan. And from what the surgeon tells me that's not what should happen. It seems that the Thymus (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thymus) does all it's work when we are young and stops around 15 years old. Then is shrivels up and just becomes a little piece of fat under you chest bone. Now it is just a liability and because mine has grown; there is a possibility that there could be a tumor in it. Translation: that bad boy needs to come out!

So under the knife I go. Right now my scheduled appointment is on May 29. And again I'll be at the lovely Cedars. The procedure should take about 2 hours and I'll be at the hospital over night at least.

Now to Sports;

http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/olympics/athletics/7243481.stm

Things are good...

I had a new CT scan and the Chest is still clear. The doctors want to check me every three months for the first year.

I'm still trying to get some Physical Therapy, a little HMO problem, but things should be on track in a couple of weeks. Had to change Physical therapist because the one my HMO sent me to wasn't ready for an Amputee.

All that walking I'm doing now, I've been learned from my Prosthetist. He's really been great.

http://www.lermanandson.com/

With all this good news, We took a trip to try and center us, before I have to go back to work. I decided to start a new blog for traveling. http://havelegwilltravel.blogspot.com/

Thanks for checking in.

And the Winner is...

With the overwhelming response to the Color Me post, it made it really hard to chose. So I piled them all together and decided to pick two. Yes, doubling the amount I said I would give. So I tossed both of the drawings in the air and here they are;

The Co-Winners of the Color Me contest:

By Marc
By Collins
A big thanks to both of you who participated, I wish I could of made everyone a winner.

And now a little about me, whom this blog is about: All is well here, I'm in physical therapy now. Going twice a week trying to build up my strength in the limb. I'm walking around with a cane and getting use to wearing the leg more and more. Thanks to everyone that has sent emails and letter. I hope to talk to each of you very soon. And the next time I see the winners, I'll pay up.

The New Leg has arrived...

The time has come (soft roar of music)
Man has merged himself with machine (Increasingly louder music)
The Machine has taken over (Sudden crash of Cymbals)
And this time the leg wins. (the loan trumpet calls out)

Me and Me Leg...
Me Dog...

Now I need to get a job reporting for the Paralympics in China. If anyone knows someone give them my number.
usolympicteam.com