Saw surgeon today...

This view looking at me from the front, showing the screws that go deep into my pelvis on each side.

Stitches came out - doctor is pleased as punch. Took these x-rays showing all the ridiculously long screws.

I am lying on my left side in this view.

Got a Bone Growth Stimulator that I have to wear for 8 hours per day. Sort of like a TENS Unit, only I cannot feel the electric current. He says we are looking at 6-8 months before the fusion is solid, although some people heal faster than that. I think I will be a fast healer.

Thanks to Anda for the ride to the doctor! I am still on no-driving-privileges. HATE IT. Thanks to Michael and Jesse (I LOVE YOU, MAN) for running upstairs to roll up my shades when the wind kicked up - YIKES. A lot can happen when you are away for just a few minutes.

LOVE TO ALL, JUDGMENT FOR NONE - FOR WE ARE ONE.

Every day that passes gives new meaning to that phrase, and I am very appreciative and thankful to have these realizations.

so we can cross the, well, sexual problem off the list.

And thank God. I thought I was going to lose my marbles after 21 days with no orgasm. But that resolved today.

Somewhere along the way (maybe from my roommate at the rehab hospital who had foot fungus), I got a case of jock itch and fungus on my chest - had to walk to Rite Aid today and get the icky medicine to put on there to try to stop the itch and heal the skin. I hate it! Michael accompanied me since it was my first time walking that far. Did rather well, but I did point out to him a couple of examples why that if I did not have my walker with me, even though I hardly bear weight on it, there are times when I would just topple over LOLOLOL. We got a couple of good laughs after that. I need to speak to him again - where is he????

What a lovely weekend. Still no, um, pleasure.

Well, this is Dale and I enjoying a kiss on the bed (thank you Dale), with Jesse sitting on the foot of the bed, using the Crackberry while holding and rubbing the calf of my leg in his free hand (thank you, Jesse). I promise he is not filming us or anything like that.

Michael gave Anda these cool socks with toes - they were lime green stripes, but their photos all turned out very white due to the flash.

Michael is giving me a hug in my bed (thank you Michael) - I do so love hugs, wherever they happen to be given. Michael's hugs just cannot be described. You have to experience one for yourself to understand how much love he radiates.


How could I *not* be recovering quickly with this bunch who constantly shows me how much I mean to them, who love me and touch me, and hug me and kiss me, all the time? I am the luckiest guy on the planet.

I bought a chain, and made this jewelry from a piece of the 29 year-old hardware that was removed during my surgery. Just call me "Iron Man." LOLOL!!!!

LOVE TO ALL, JUDGMENT FOR NONE, FOR WE ARE ONE.

Home from the hospital on 1/18/09 after 10 days

I have no recollection of taking any photos - if I did, they are tainted by mega-doses of hallucinogenic drugs given to me at the hospital LOL.

My apartment was all decorated, and I have to tell you, this homecoming was probably the thing that helped me most to re-adjust to life with limitations. My sweet friends did this for me. Aren't I lucky?

This is Michael and my mother, after stirring who knows what kind of trouble. They are cut of the same cloth, but neither realizes it. I love it!

And I love this room full of people who were here to wish me a warm welcome home on 1/18/09!!!!!!!!!!

My mother leaves on Sunday, and I can't drive for a few weeks. I will be totally dependent on the generosity of visitors. I will welcome the opportunity of losing my independence as a time to do some reflection (in between sessions with the PT, OT, and Visiting Nurse).

16 days and counting with no, with no, emissions. Yeah, that's it. I'm starting to go bananas.

eSheep, by Ursitti

http://electricsheep.org/

Lauging at the Wii.

Happy 48th, Dale!

We threw a surprise birthday party for Dale.

The place was decorated quite nicely.

All the usual suspects were in attendance.

You should have seen the way he smiled at me this weekend.

I learned to Be Love so I could take the precious gift from my friends and pass it along to someone who was searching.

We all affect every single one of each other.

Surfing the edge of Creation.

Credit: NASA, ESA, and the Hubble Heritage Team (STScI/AURA)

So what of these, mysterious sexual fantasies we live in, during our "Walter Mitty" alone time? The place where creation *actually* occurs. The place that holds the spark of our very existence. Under the surface drama of it all, we are there, trying to get our attention, so as to remember how powerful we really are. All the flirtacious and sexual sides of us, whether overt or covert, are rabbit holes we must descend, in order to one day find ourselves at the bottom of one of those tunnels, on the other side of the veil, frantically trying to excite us into the creation of our very own State of Being on this plane.

I totally get the temptation of Satan for your soul, because he is in fact trying to tempt us out of finding our true nature. It is fascinating that the place he tempts us is the very place our power lies. Not that I believe any of that Bible thumping stuff. I don't. I'm just saying I "get" the parable.

What love surrounds us! How can it not?

We are it.

We are One.