FAREWELL NIH
As promised, my farewell post. As luck would have it, it's also Dan's farewell to NIH -- at least for the next six weeks at which point he'll need to return briefly for a follow-up MRI scan. Just when we were thinking his stay would last another week (due to some conflicting appraisals from the dozen or so staff members studying Dan), he found out yesterday that he could leave this morning. So now he's more than better, he's free ... and scurrying back to Cincinnati with his family as I write this.
The choice to go to Cincy was a simple one. Dan's family wanted to have him around for the first couple weeks out of the hospital. This is a much better idea than the default plan which involved Dan crashing at my place until the holidays -- spiffy accommodations, to be sure, but nothing on a par with Momma Joan's Home-Made Broth of Goodness. More likely, he would have dined on Karl Miller's Home-Made Uber-Caserole of Leftovers ... and promptly returned to the hospital with new ailments. So since Dan was going home for Jesusmas anyway, it seemed silly to spend the intervening week in DC or NYC.
The other rationale involves his future physical therapy. After a few hours with a PT at NIH, Dan was able to feel marked improvement in his left hand (a weakness that remains worse than before surgery). Hopefully, he can find a ... ahem ... Hand Specialist in his home town and work on rehabilitiating his most important apendage before returning to NYC (where a comparable specialist would most likely cost more). So it's off to Loveland's Ye Olde Tyme Hande Speicaliast and Apothecary this week.
I showed Dan the little click-to-give box in the sidebar and his first reaction was one of surprise and slight discomfort. I know this look well -- after rooming together for a year and sharing airtime at WUSO, Dan has given me this look a few times. I think the first time was when I sold one of his kidneys on E-bay so we could have cable that semester. Boy, did I undersell that one!
Put short: Dan's already a rather charitable guy himself so he tends to reject help when it's offered to him. But since a handful of people had already contributed before he even saw the thing, we figured it was okay to keep it there for now.
If you'd like Dan's new temporary mailing address in Cincinnati, shoot an email to dans.tumors@gmail.com and Dan will reply in person.
And on that note, I should sign off. Dan will also be posting on this site again so you can hear the true story from "the horse's mouth" (his words). I guess that makes me ... some other ... part of the horse. But you get the idea. Barring any wacky interstate travel mishaps, Dan will be posting here later today or tomorrow.
Thanks for checking in on him all this time! After the grogginess, the paralyzing headaches, and the whole NIH circus, Dan's eager to get back in touch with everyone. It's been a pleasure being your guest-blogger-tumortastic-tour-guide. It's an easy job to fill -- especially since it's for a guy who's helped me through more dark days than I can remember.
Take care ...
Karl
The choice to go to Cincy was a simple one. Dan's family wanted to have him around for the first couple weeks out of the hospital. This is a much better idea than the default plan which involved Dan crashing at my place until the holidays -- spiffy accommodations, to be sure, but nothing on a par with Momma Joan's Home-Made Broth of Goodness. More likely, he would have dined on Karl Miller's Home-Made Uber-Caserole of Leftovers ... and promptly returned to the hospital with new ailments. So since Dan was going home for Jesusmas anyway, it seemed silly to spend the intervening week in DC or NYC.
The other rationale involves his future physical therapy. After a few hours with a PT at NIH, Dan was able to feel marked improvement in his left hand (a weakness that remains worse than before surgery). Hopefully, he can find a ... ahem ... Hand Specialist in his home town and work on rehabilitiating his most important apendage before returning to NYC (where a comparable specialist would most likely cost more). So it's off to Loveland's Ye Olde Tyme Hande Speicaliast and Apothecary this week.
I showed Dan the little click-to-give box in the sidebar and his first reaction was one of surprise and slight discomfort. I know this look well -- after rooming together for a year and sharing airtime at WUSO, Dan has given me this look a few times. I think the first time was when I sold one of his kidneys on E-bay so we could have cable that semester. Boy, did I undersell that one!
$59.95?! You sold my kidney for $59.95?! Karl, I'd be really mad at you if Siffle & Ollie wasn't on right now!
Put short: Dan's already a rather charitable guy himself so he tends to reject help when it's offered to him. But since a handful of people had already contributed before he even saw the thing, we figured it was okay to keep it there for now.
If you'd like Dan's new temporary mailing address in Cincinnati, shoot an email to dans.tumors@gmail.com and Dan will reply in person.
And on that note, I should sign off. Dan will also be posting on this site again so you can hear the true story from "the horse's mouth" (his words). I guess that makes me ... some other ... part of the horse. But you get the idea. Barring any wacky interstate travel mishaps, Dan will be posting here later today or tomorrow.
Thanks for checking in on him all this time! After the grogginess, the paralyzing headaches, and the whole NIH circus, Dan's eager to get back in touch with everyone. It's been a pleasure being your guest-blogger-tumortastic-tour-guide. It's an easy job to fill -- especially since it's for a guy who's helped me through more dark days than I can remember.
Take care ...
Karl
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