Where’s Waldo? 12 comments

Posted by grampa in health,I am full of love (Wednesday March 28, 2007 at 7:18 am)

Right, so I realize that I’ve been gone for far too long, but sometimes life just gets complicated and full and something has to get cut out and lately it’s been blogging.

That being said, I’m going to make a conscious effort to try and get back to it.

Just as an update, I thought that I’d let the world at large know that I finished the year-long interferon treatment for my hepatits C back in mid-January.  One month later, I took blood tests to see if the virus had come back.  A few weeks ago I got the results.

It hasn’t.

I didn’t truly realize how much the various drugs and fear that it would return had been weighing on me, how much it really hurt, until it was over.  I mean, still, it may come back, they’ll check at six months and one year and if it hasn’t come back, then it’s considered a cure.  But, today, life is pretty fucking fantastic.  I’m off almost all of the massive amount of prescriptions that I was taking, I’ve beat back the two month long cheeseburger and ice cream bender that I was on as a result of being bummed out about the death of my last relationship and I’m feeling, well, better than I ever have.  I’ve been on this insane exercise program, working out twice a day everyday (man that stairmaster is a bitch), eating right and getting plenty of sleep. 

I’ve been really busy with NA related activities and the guys that I sponsor in the program and I’ve been dating again.  I haven’t found anyone that I see a relationship forming with at this time, but ol’ Grumpus is back in the game.

I’ve come to the conclusion that, having cheated death as many times as I have, that this whole living life thing doesn’t need to be so difficult and that, at times, I choose to make it complicated.  Lately, I’ve been really good at just kicking back and letting life happen instead of trying to force anything.

Unfortunately, this happiness and inner calm thing that I’ve got going on right now doesn’t make for the best writing fodder, as, and you may have noticed, I tend towards the cynical and sardonic. 

That being said I’ll dig deep into my bag of suppressed rage and hatred of the external to report to you on the state of the Gramps in the coming days and weeks.

Just remember, I’m only doing this for you.

And just as an aside, I was driving home from Hilo the other day and there was this old homeless guy walking down the street, huge bushy hair, like King Tonga’s, only white, and a long Gandalf beard.  He was sort of dejectedly staring at the ground, shuffling along on the side of the road, not paying attention to anyone or anything.

Except, he had his left hand up and was flipping the bird to everyone and everything that passed him.  Not looking for any reaction, mind you, as he was staring at the ground, but just giving the old high five to the cocksucking external.

I immediately rolled my window down and screamed “Yeaaaaaaaaaah,” as, indeed, here was a kindred spirit. 

Had I been going the same way, I’d’ve givin’ that fucker a ride.

Immediately I called Tonga to report this (King Tonga and I flip each other off every time we see each other.  It’s my decidedly East Coast version of the Hawaiian kiss on the cheek greeting).  He said “Shit, you must feel right at home.”

And you know what?

I do.

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12 comments for Where’s Waldo? »

Didn’t i tell you it’s a fine life if you don’t weaken?

……little bitch.

Comment by I told Yow so! — Wednesday.March.28.2007 @ 7:57 am


those hep meds will kick your ass… glad you made it through to remission.

it’s about damned time you posted again, don’t think i believe that you’ll keep it up though.

Comment by anonymous mom — Wednesday.March.28.2007 @ 9:24 am


Glad to hear it’s gone.. want me to send someone over to beat the shit out of you so you can blog?

:D

Comment by theinsider — Wednesday.March.28.2007 @ 10:01 am


fuckin great grampa.

“…high five to the cocksucking eternal…”

Comment by xtx — Wednesday.March.28.2007 @ 11:48 am


Glad to see you’re still alive.
Now you’ll have to find something other than a long term near death experience to write about…or maybe not.
It’s ok to quit writing when you’re done.

Comment by iamnot — Wednesday.March.28.2007 @ 12:08 pm


“Glad you are feeling better” or “fuck you”. Whichever makes you happy!
Maybe you can just write about your sexcapades!

Comment by PeeWee — Wednesday.March.28.2007 @ 5:03 pm


You are the bomb.

Comment by PNWGirl — Thursday.March.29.2007 @ 5:24 pm


i’m glad you owned that hep shit, mother fucker.

Comment by meg — Thursday.March.29.2007 @ 9:14 pm


I love you whether you’re content and healthy or sick and full of rage. Muah!

Comment by MamaQ — Friday.March.30.2007 @ 3:02 am


Fanfuckingtastic Gramps!

Comment by emmy — Friday.March.30.2007 @ 7:55 am


I figured life caught up with you for a bit. Glad your back. I need a dose of sarcasm.

Comment by DrinkJack — Saturday.March.31.2007 @ 12:22 pm


*smiling pretty big*

Comment by One Wink — Thursday.April.5.2007 @ 11:11 am


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