This Friday I will go in for my 31st surgery. This one is a tiny surgery and I am not sure why they are even calling it surgery. I have this "freckle" on my lower eyelid and being my wife makes me go for a skin check every year the guy found this tiny spot about a quarter the size of what a bite would look like from an anorexic toddler mosquito who still has his baby teeth.
So it's supposed to be skin cancer and of course they must remove it. I am 74 years old and it would take 60 years for this thing to kill me so I just don't get it.
Yesterday they made me go for a pre- op check up and a covid test which I feel is way over kill.
After the "eyelid specialist surgeon" (who knew there even was such a thing) finishes removing the thing in 4 hours. (yes, this is supposed to take 4 hours for some reason. Maybe he has to glue back my eyelashes one at a time) then I go to the "eyelid plastic surgeon" in a different building miles away who will attempt to make me look like I have Betty Davis eyes.
This will take all day and I will probably have a patch on my eye so I can change my name to Paulie Pirate. My wife will have to drive me and I am not crazy about that because she drives with a left foot gas pedal because her right leg doesn't work any more. I won't let her drive on the highway but we have to for this as I don't want to drive with one eye. (And most of my friends ran to Florida to escape the cold)
On another note, yesterday as I was looking for the doctor for the pre op and I asked my 12 year old " I Phone 4" to tell me how to get to this place. My phone just "said" that I am not connected to the internet and it can't tell me anything. I am not that good with I Phones but it never had to be connected to the internet for that and it even worked in Hawaii, Tahiti and Brooklyn so I wasn't sure why it didn't work all of a sudden.
I took it to a phone fixing place and he told me the phone was to old and Apple stopped using G3 so they shut it off and I needed a new phone. They didn't sell phones there so I don't think he was lying just to sell me a phone.
I don't want a new phone because this one is simple and all I do with it is take some pictures and call people. I don't watch epic movies like
"The Ten Commandments, Avitar" or "Gone With the Wind" on it and I don't play games. I never use it for E Mail because I really don't even know how so I don't need a two thousand dollar "I Phone 27" with 43 Gigabytes. (I don't even know what a gigabyte is)
So this morning I went to the Verizon store to get a new one. First I researched (on my computer) the best phone for my needs. I found this Apple 13 Mini is supposed to be the best in the size I wanted.
I got to the store at ten to ten because they open at 10. I pulled up to the door and noticed there was a girl waiting to get in.
She was a tall blonde, thin, nice looking carrying a tablet and wearing red sneakers and smoking a Marlboro cigarette but I really didn't pay much attention to her.
I said, you were here first so you go in first. She said she works there. She asked me why I was going there. I said "my phone croaked and Seri doesn't talk to me any more".
She asked if she could see it so I handed it to her. She asked me my password and pushed two buttons and handed it back to me.
It's fixed......She said the Data function was turned off.......... Like Duh.
I said, I probably should give you the seven hundred dollars you just saved me.
She said my I Phone 4 is good but it is much slower than a new phone. I said to her, if I am traveling on the highway going 60 MPG, isn't my I Phone 4 going as fast as an I phone 14?
Yesterday my phone died again so I figured it was trying to tell me something but it didn't want to bother SIRI to tell me.
I had to get a new phone. You just can't walk into a phone store, not in New York anyway and the place is huge like Home Depot. It's like going into a doctors office which by the way I have to go to today for two surgeries.
You have to make an appointment and you have to do it on your phone. If I could make an appointment on my phone, I wouldn't have to go there and get a new phone now would I?
So I go to this huge mall 45 minutes away and this girl about as old as my Grand Daughter greets me like her Grand Father and sits me down. (I hate malls because like all men, I get that mall look) She asks me if I am comfortable and perhaps need a blanket, put my feet up or a cup of tea.
Then she asks what she can do for me and I give her my 12 year old IPhone 4. This totally amazes her and she calls over all the other employees who were younger then my phone.
They were amazed and never saw an IPhone 4. They are all playing with it and using functions that I had no idea were on the thing. They thought I kept it in my flannel pajamas for 12 years because it doesn't have a scratch on it and looks like it came out of the Henry Ford factory yesterday.
So she comes out with this "IPhone 13 mini" which I searched and figured I needed. It is supposed to have the best camera and the pictures of you actually look better than you really do.
It actually has two cameras and I think it is the same phone Steven Spielberg used to film Avatar. Or was that that other guy? I don't know.
She shows me some of the functions and tells me that when I get home to my nursing home the thing will know it's connected to wifi and automatically transfer the old data and pictures from my old phone into this one. Like really! I doubt it.
She said due to the antiquity of my old 3G phone she couldn't just transfer the data (which is mostly fish pictures) to the new phone because my old phone would get all nervous and blow up or go on fire.
So I leave the store with this new phone which doesn't do anything yet and go home. I called my wife on my way to see if the thing worked and what do you know, it did.
I get the thing home and lay it on my counter to get my wife. When I come back, it reads "Hello Paul".
What a nice phone. It does all sorts of things and now I am in my kitchen waiting for it to make me breakfast. 😄
I had two surgeries yesterday. They took a small cancer thing off my lower eyelid which I probably was born with.
Anyway the first surgery at 9:30 am they called me the night before to tell me to have a big breakfast and stay hydrated by drinking water.
OK but right after that, the second doctor who was an eyelid plastic surgeon called me to tell me not to eat or drink anything from the night before. It's a good thing they called because I would have eaten 7 pancakes with eggs.
The second surgery happened about 5:00 pm even though my appointment was for 11:30 am. So we sat there, kind of hungry for 5 1/2 hours before they took me in to the "little room" where they put you to "get ready".
The nurse comes in and tells me to take off all my clothes. I told her the last time a woman asked me that, I got married.
So I am naked with the paper gown and the anesthesiologist, doctor, nurse and the guy who sweeps the floor come in to ask questions.
The eye lid, plastic surgeon asks me which eye it is?
Now I just came from the surgeon who removed the thing from my left eyelid and didn't close the wound because this guy is supposed to do that and it is all bloody and swollen.
I asked him to "Look closer". OK I see it is your left eye. Now I am thinking maybe this guy is a podiatrist or audiologist.
I jokingly said to him, can you make me look like Brad Pitt. He said, no problem, but just that one lower eyelid.
The anesthesiologist asks me if I have ever been under general anesthesia before and this is after I just said to him that this will be my 31st surgery.
So as we are talking they say ok all done. I said: "Whats done"?. The surgery is over and you did great.
If you have ever had surgery, the stuff they put you out with is so good that you don't even know you were out for an hour. This happened for my last three surgeries. You don't even realize you had an operation until you get up off the gurney and notice you are naked and the cold is going to parts on you that never get cold.
Now I am home and except for looking like I got hit in the face with a baseball bat, all is well except my left lower eyelid looks like Brad Pitts eyelid.
This little purple fish is nearing the end of his life. I don't even remember what kind of fish he is or how old he is but I think I have him from my last house and I moved here 5 years ago. I also think he was an adult when I got him.
He slowed down a lot and he is a little thin except for his stomach, sort of like me. His eyes are not as bright as they used to be but he still swims around and eats. He also has a few rips in his fins as his immune system can't repair it very fast now.
Small fish like this usually don't live to 10 years but I am not sure. I do know he is past his prime and maybe in a few weeks will disappear.
This is how all fish look when they are coming to the end of their lifespan. I think he will live a couple more months but thats about it.
I am not sure what to do with my tank. Everything is healthy including unfortunately the photosynthetic sponge that is taking over everything. Nothing eats it.
I am afraid to change water because those new nutrients makes it grow faster but the lack of nutrients the tank has now due to the sponge removing everything from the water is having a negative effect on the corals which are all soft.
I trim it when it covers gorgonians and other corals but it exudes toxins when I do that.
I added "Phosguard" to remove silicates but that didn't seem to have much effect so I am still experimenting. This is a hard problem to correct and this will be my last tank so I don't want to remove everything and soak the rock in fresh water to try to kill the stuff. I am not even sure if that would work.
But this is an interesting situation that will keep me thinking for a long time.
VWD I don't use any carbon but I do occasionally use my diatom filter. I don't think carbon will remove the silicates the sponge needs. The other stuff carbon removes shouldn't have any effect on sponge.
The water I collect here is also loaded with silicates as the bottom of the sea here is silica sand.
I had this sponge before I moved here but it is unfortunately much "healthier" now.
It may thats why I use Poly Filters when I cut it. But there is so much and it is so stuck to all the rocks, I can't cut it until it grows off the rock like montipora so most of it I can't remove.
I don't like carbon as I feel it is detrimental in so many ways.