Tag: medicine

Cancer Fight


      Cancer, a word no patient or family wants to hear when it comes to them or their families! I know I have heard it too many times myself. 

       Cancer has followed me it seems like a bad dream or nightmare most of my life starting with a girl I met in High School till now my 57th year of life and even a bit before that girl. The year I first heard the word cancer was 1971, when my Grandfather died of it in a Nursing Home. Then, it came up with the girl in my High School years and she got Ovarian cancer yet still lives today. It scared me then and still scares me today.

        Cancer still followed me around  till 1984 when I was called by my Aunt to New Jersey on ThanksGiving Weekend and told my real father had died in the hospital of Lung Cancer. I attended the wake of course and moved on in life. Then in 1990 after my Naval service and going through a divorce, I returned home, upon arriving I found out my step-father had cancer too and he died in October of 1990. At the same time we were all hit with the fate of our mother, who had been diagnosed with Lung Cancer also in July 1990 and died October 1991 following her Husband one year and a day later. We buried her with her husband and both were cremated as requested.

      Later it was brought to my attention my ex-wife had gone through Breast Cancer also, and survived after the divorce. My race from this nasty disease called Cancer was on for decades and I never realized it at all, it was chasing me through the years.

      In the 1990’s I met my second wife, 1993 to be precise. We dated and I moved in with her. As time went on we had to sell the big home she had in the country, and move too a cheaper one, they call it downgrading. Anyway, seven years after meeting we married Officially in the backyard of our new home under Willow Trees.

       Six years after the marriage date, we were in Doctors Offices again, at least for me. My wife had now been diagnosed with Breast Cancer. Of course I took her through the operation and chemotherapy and radiation and she survives today and still has both breasts. Thank God for miracles !

        Now, came August 2nd, 2013, and my phone rang. The Doctor on the other end told me they had found something on my Cat Scan in my lung. I went to see her and was referred to a  Pulmonologist, who then ordered a Pet Scan. They found on the Pet Scan a tumor in my right lung, middle lobe and told me it was Cancer.

          On September 3rd, 2013 I wash operated on at the West haven Veteran’s Hospital in Connecticut. My middle lobe of my right lung was removed with the tumor and sections of my upper lobe were checked too. I had Lung Cancer too and had survived it without needing Chemo or Radiation, it is now October 24th, 2013 and I live on.

          So In the End Ladies and Gentlemen I have survived what killed my father and mother and i am still here, thanks to the miracles of modern medicine and a great set of Doctors at the West Haven Veteran’s Hospital. From my Doctor Martzitelli, to Doctor Cain and to Doctor Kim, I offer my greatest thank you for saving my life and the great work they do.  Modern Medicine has come a long way since the 90’s even and so much further since the 1950’s when I was born, god bless all of you! Maybe one day it will stop chasing me around this nasty thing called cancer, I can only hope so!

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 Please Help Fight Cancer for all. Lets Eradicate this Disease so no one suffers again!

 

 

Health, Prince George/Survival/Stories


      Welcome to Hacker and wheezerville a place for people with lung problems. We hack, we cough, we spit of  blood and we try to breath here! Ah life shall go on I guess, even when sick right? Went to the Doctor and hospital, cat scan was done, spots on one lung near connector at top pretty good sized. Doctor has looked at it and yesterday became test day for me, I went through PUlmonary Breathing Tests, a Pulmonary doctor, then blood tests, and then a MRI of brain and a Pet Scan of full body to find out if anything has spread from my lung to anywhere else in body. Time shall tell next, so I await the results. Taking it all one day at a time until I have a diagnosis at least, but I suspect cancer has hit me, like my parents before me.

Next subject folks, The royal baby has been named George Alexander Louis, my question is why? LOL, don’t the British Monarch realize it was King George who tried to keep America as a colony and failed at it so bad? Ah at least Americans know, it can’t be repeated King George or not!

My Medical journey has begun to find out what is in my lungs with all the above tests mentioned. What it is, is suspected to be cancer, if it is I shall fight on till it overcomes or I overcome is all I can do. It comes on top of 6 herniated discs in my spine from Naval injuries, sleep apnea, PTSD, and Depression what a lucky old sailor I be huh.?  I shall survive in anyway I can like any other human being would try to do, I fight is all I can do. In the meantime life continues along at it’s usual pace, as my dad said before he died, the seconds turn to minutes, the minutes to hours the hours to days, the days to weeks and the weeks to months and then years. It shall continue long after i am gone and I hope the best for mankind and humanity of course.

Attached is links to my stories on Amazon’s Kindle E-Books: 

“God Damn It!” —http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CMXD1TU

The Serial Killer he wanted to get and did, at what price!

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DZPFKYS
Disappearing Hams
A Navy story of humor, and sailors out smarting Officers!
Ya might like this if ya like a laugh now and then and silly stories!

“False Accusations”
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DYAID6G

A true story of how abuse ruined not one, but three families and lasted for decades!

“Angie’s Folly” —-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CPMGIAC
“My Maria“——-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CS3BTOS
“The House on Phoenix Avenue”—–http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00D910XBS

“Dark Secrets Overcome”
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DJR1OKG

A story of False Accusation of sexual abuse and the destruction the original criminal did not only to his family but to mine too from the period from 1978 to 2013!

 

PTSD and Depression


      I remember a Doctor told me when I was just discharged from the military, where I served for 16 years, I would need to find something to let my inner feelings out and make it worth my while. I played with woodworking, model building, puzzles, even reading. In the end the one thing which helped me with my disabilities and my PTSD, was writing. To express myself in words on paper or on a computer and then release it to the world to read, helped me deal with my nightmares, from the Service and childhood. We all deal with life’s bad moments in a different way, some of us let it loose in displays of screaming, some in physical violence, some in other ways, but when you know the anger and feelings you carry can hurt either yourself or someone else you love, you find a way to let it out easier and slower.

       PTSD contains memories of violence, anger, beatings, pain and yes even deaths of others. The human mind builds its own defense mechanisms, and the person experiencing it all doesn’t understand why it is happening, or how, it just does to them. Fighting nightmares of bad dreams of events of your past, can get you in the end.

        So, my way of dealing with the beatings as a child the incidents of action and destruction in the Services and the nightmares of life, is to write some out on paper or computer and then let the world read about and understand it all.  Some victims of PTSD, deal with this in many different ways as I said, and they each have their own stories to tell I am sure.

         Dealing with experiences from one’s past is the hardest thing in the world to do, they tend to flash back into your mind triggered by events in current times, or people you react to because of the past. Then you react to the situation or person unconsciously and the result can be hurting someone you had no intention of hurting at all or yourself. It also can lead you into depression, opening another dimension of pain and suffering because you blame yourself for what happens or happened and you start to put yourself down. The two link and when they do, can lead to a  bad cocktail of mind problems that can kill the patient or those around them. Careful Medication helps and a relief for the pressure and feeling into words on a computer or on paper does it for me.

       No I am not a Doctor, but I am a patient, one who suffers from PTSD, flashbacks and nightmares. One who when he does, gets away from all and finds a peaceful place to relax and to calm the mind down.

        So to my fellow ex-service members and those suffering today from PTSD, get counselling, get medication, find a way to tell others your stories, your feeling and relieve the pressure in your minds and souls in someway. Write the nightmares down, and let others see them, don’t blame yourself for actions beyond your control at the time they happened. relieve the pressure by writing, reading, puzzles, medication or more, and live in peace once more if you can.