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    "They should count their blessings for the 2,800 road mile separation between us; a seal club or rusty machete comes to mind as useful tools right about now. maybe provide them with some common fucking sense, and motivation to improve their performance."

    denial
    anger
    acceptance
    surrender

    notice revenge isn't on the list? been there done that, didn't work.

    several years back i had an inflamed gall bladder, serious enough i thought it was heart attack. the buffoons at the clinic did the EKG twice because it wasn't a heart attack. i had to go to the ER. they did blood screen and found the infection and did the surgery next day.
    couple days after release i went back to the surgeon and he advised taking the antibiotics prescribed...asked him if it killed gut flora and he said yup...never took the antibiotics because of that answer. the gut flora are your body' immune system.

    https://www.google.com/search?client...+immune+system
    https://www.frontiersin.org/articles...018.01830/full
    https://www.todaysdietitian.com/newa...60112p58.shtml
    https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3337124/

    edited to provide the links above...
    rest easy pardner, no one said it was going to be rosy. take it one day at a time.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hQ_ccgOkJdI
    Zac Brown Band - Free/Into The Mystic

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      I don't do denial trich. No point. Gets you nothing. Reality is the problem, and if there's an answer, that's where it's to be found.

      Surgeon called. As I suspected, the time to have gotten a good urine sample for doing a culture would've been the Thursday afternoon they had me doing the 300 yard hike and climb to do their jobs for them.

      I figured if he could order therapeutic Viagra through our local pharmacies, he could also order a blood draw or urine culture and more antibiotics.

      There was no reply via the portal in n writing. I suspect they are beginning to get a bit concerned re. legal liability, in which case, less written information from their end is a way of trying to cover the evidence already laying all around that speaks against them.

      My kidneys are enflamed, and I became a bit dizzy sitting on the toilet while changing out the pad and Depends. I've told my wife that if this thing turns south in an abrupt manner, to make sure she parks the Polly Anna congeniality, and contacts the best hired guns for med mal practice she can identify, and gets tight with a Genghis Kahn attitude; war is war.

      So, I need to hydrate more; tried to piss and nearly nothing, but standing and trying to change into the new Depends, a fair amount of leakage, so tried to pee again, and... same.. very little to nothing.

      This is feeling more serious.

      Plan for now is to continue through the Cipro, then perhaps switch to the Amoxicillin-K clavulanate (875-125) that I had 28 + with me from home the entire time I was down there, and do them for X time (technically I have enough of that for 14 days, though my body doesn't like this ride already).

      If all of that fails to knock this shit out, then we're looking at heading to a hospital for IV antibiotics, assuming this hasn't kicked my ass by then.

      If you're a self-absorbed physician, a criminal Wall St. fraudster, or any number of another 12 or more categories of worthless pieces of shit, this would be a REALLY bad day to encounter me. Lord help the next miscreant that puts another unnecessary speed-bump in my path. Got little reason to hold back any more.

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        Silently hoping that you get some relief.
        “The sun will eclipse soon unless you sacrifice the prince consort to the goddess of the moon.”
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          Originally posted by trichrider View Post
          "They should count their blessings for the 2,800 road mile separation between us; a seal club or rusty machete comes to mind as useful tools right about now. maybe provide them with some common fucking sense, and motivation to improve their performance."

          denial
          anger
          acceptance
          surrender

          notice revenge isn't on the list? been there done that, didn't work.

          several years back i had an inflamed gall bladder, serious enough i thought it was heart attack. the buffoons at the clinic did the EKG twice because it wasn't a heart attack. i had to go to the ER. they did blood screen and found the infection and did the surgery next day.
          couple days after release i went back to the surgeon and he advised taking the antibiotics prescribed...asked him if it killed gut flora and he said yup...never took the antibiotics because of that answer. the gut flora are your body' immune system.

          https://www.google.com/search?client...+immune+system
          https://www.frontiersin.org/articles...018.01830/full
          https://www.todaysdietitian.com/newa...60112p58.shtml
          https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3337124/

          edited to provide the links above...
          rest easy pardner, no one said it was going to be rosy. take it one day at a time.

          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hQ_ccgOkJdI
          Zac Brown Band - Free/Into The Mystic
          It seems some education is in order here, trich, so I'll clarify, with minimal littering with venting re. discomfort.

          This has never been about expectations of the serious surgery being rosy or easy, but rather about well-paid Docs and surgeons honoring the Hippocratic oath, and putting egos and other shit aside to give proper treatment, based on their own literature.

          A potential infection in the peritoneum is not optional where treatment with antibiotics are concerned; it is a 'sealed pouch' of diaphragm tissue, where no one and nothing else typically penetrated, where your most sensitive and important organs exist, and untreated, leads for to serious pain, as IN SERIOUS writhing pain (there are forum members here who've had infections there, who can attest to the pain that can't be described) ,, and potentially a miserable death.... but not necessarily on the infected person's terms.

          The chances of identifying WHAT the cultures involved were/are, was fucked up out of the gate, with piss-poor protocol, follow-through, and my doing their job for them, while I had compromised breathing/oxygenation, fever, dizziness, etc., yet their INCOMPETENCE, chasing new money, new victims, or what ever, had me traveling the hiking and climbing path earlier described, during which NONE of them, aside from me doing their fucking job, have verbally or otherwise OWNED their BS that day, and that day took away the BEST (maybe only real) opportunity to define what infections are/were in there.

          These are purportedly some of the best of the best in the Pacific NW, and I did a LOT of research leading up to this.

          From their own post-op literature given to me at the discharge, they were told REPEATEDLY of symptoms FROM THEIR OWN INSTRUCTIONS, of symptoms that pointed directly to an infection. yet the calls, typed messages through the portal, etc., FOR A FUCKING WEEK, received little more than a pat on the head, and "this is all normal" being driven by any number of real motives that I can logically guess at; don't allow a blemish on the record that brings new patients, when that's the continued flow of cash? Conservation where insurer's money is concerned, as they're your future bread and butter? There are other pertinent and probably drivers here.

          Then, to finally have an awakening, a week into these miserable and defined symptoms, and on the LAST night we're there, phone up/message in later mid-afternoon, telling us we can go score a urine culture and blood draw to see if there's an infection (THAT was fucking RICH!!) , and to have that play out as described earlier, with the order still sitti9ng on a computer in another building, not at the lab, and the duration of physical suffering that occurred, again, DOING THEIR FUKING JOB FOR THEM.

          Again, there's been continued evidence, including right now, despite being 5 days into an ass-kicking antibiotic, that some sort of infection continues, that seemed yesterday and par tof the day before to have developed a resistance to this bacteria or series of bacteria, that can not be easily identified now... due to THEIR fuck-up.

          Even in speaking with the Doc yesterday, who was made aware of the stiffness and discomfort in my kidneys (a pert of the urinary tract, by the way), he reiterated that 'spraying urine' around the catheter (not trickling, but spraying, which my wife can attest occurred NUMEROUS times) is just evidence of a bladder spasm; never mind that their own literature states that leakage around the catheter can be evidence of trouble. So they're moving further into CYA mode, failing to answer the latest written exchanges in writing, but rather verbally over the phone. Thank fucking God for speaker phones, eh? Witnesses make or break this shit later on down the road.

          All of this was avoidable with competent follow-up. I'd have written orders myself to get this shit sorted out while we were still there, and NOT the evening before our departure, but I can't write such orders, let alone analyze the samples.

          When you fuck me up, patting me on the head, rather than giving proper follow-up, and try to pass me off to some Primary Care Doc 1,500 air miles and 2,800 road miles away, without even fucking checking to see if she's in the office or available, that says a WHOLE lot about motivation, then, later play CYA games to cover your ass, after passively helping to fuck me up, or anyone for that matter, it is a clear indication at the time, in my set of values, that we are not friends. Quite the fucking contrary.

          So yesterday, when I concluded (accurately) that if this guy can order (therapeutic or otherwise) Viagra in Alaska with a Wa. Doc's license, he can also order cultures, blood tests, antibiotics, etc.. up here with little or no hassle.

          He ordered a most basic blood count yesterday, despite knowing that my kidneys are now involved. Again, appearing to be conservative with my insurer's money, because they are the source of his future payments for what ever toys he enjoys, when he's not overlooking patients' valid complaints of symptoms that point to an infection.

          Angry? There's a good chance that if I were left alone in a room with some of these motherfuckers right about now, my future would be quite clear.

          So now, after not commenting on the appropriateness and possible efficacy of the 29 tabs of 875-125 Amoxicillin/K-clavulanate that I had with me the ENTIRE time, (brought with me from home, as I tend to travel with shit that I think I might need, and it's less than a year old, dating back to a tooth abscess last year; first ever in my life), or commenting on the fact that by our own research, it's a very effective antibiotic for many cross-over infections involving urinary tract and 'soft tissue (to include peritoneum), he has the balls to ask if I still have it; what does my using this stuff do for me now? Well, it keeps a subsequent treatment for infection off my charts , for starters. Ask yourself if that benefits him, or me.. I'll answer; HIM. My $6,000 max out-of-pocket is already paid. It would cost me nothing. But again, we're now shooting in the dark, as we have no clue at this time exactly which critters we're trying to kill, how resistant they are to which antibiotics, etc.

          I don't subscribe to class stratification of this sort in this culture; when you fuck me over, and you're in that upper strata, I don't get flush with flattery about the person who believes they wea r a crown, shoveling some moldy crumbs from their table. I'm taking the fucking steak, if it's due to me. And at some point, I'm not asking.

          So I'll use my stash of stout antibiotics here when we finish letting the Cipro fuck me around, as I still have fevers, sweats, and more, but then we might have to move into phase 3 of treating what SHOULD have been an avoidable situation; if the thing is still alive and kicking my ass, I get the vulnerability of going into the local hospital (a place I'd sworn off 8 years ago, with cause) and having them hook me up to IV antibiotics. Maybe by then we might have identified what it is we're trying to kill, and MAYBE even identified the efficacy of what ever drugs we're using, but that also means me, a cancer patient with diabetes, gall stones, and other compromising issues that play on my immune system, being exposed to a place that lost its JCAH accreditation several years ago.... due to post-op infection rates, and had to earn it back. A place where a friend, pilot, guide, and heavy equipment operator, spoke with a person who works there in a pro capacity, and asked, "If you needed surgery, would you use Fairbanks Memorial Hospital?" And the healthcare professional/neighbor answered him, "FUCK NO!!!"

          So, to summarize, treating an infection of the peritoneum with antibiotics is not optional, unless pain and death are on the table, and while death has always been on MY personal table, THAT flavor has no place there.

          This whole series of outrageous incidents WAS avoidable, and it was not MY fuck-ups that led us here.

          I'm still dealing with the fall-out of this shit.

          The time they were puzzled by the continuation of intermittent nausea, they inquired about opiate use; I used 1 5mg tab at night down there to get to sleep, skipping the last night or so we were down there, as constipation can fuck a person up with these sorts of incisions, (aside from my not having a taste for opiates or downers), and last night, for the first time in a good while, I ate ONE 5mg, as there's a known possibility the testicular cord was stretched during surgery, and has my nards feeling like someone had pinged them over and over with a tinker's hammer. Infection, stretching of the testicular cord? I can only guess, based on MY research. Not based on info from the surgeon and his crew, who have already seen fit to disregard their own symptoms list for infection, and who I was gullible enough to listen to in the first place..

          I've already begun reaching out to a crew of seriously skilled and vicious hired legal beagles in Anchorage, and need to get in touch with them. I'm going to lay this shit out, especially if the consequences I'm experiencing go up a few notches, and then we may fire some serous salvos that ought to get better attention than the messages and calls I left them about infection symptoms did, the week we were in 'recovery.' (*I'd like to experience some 'recovery' by the way...).

          No, they and I are not friends, I will not speak fondly of them, when I get a chance to dissuade others from subjecting themselves to these fuckers, I will absolutely do so. If they bristle, my response will be, "Sue me, asshats".

          My appt. with my primary care Doc, a wonderful person in most regards, is currently scheduled for May 12, but I'm supposed to callup regularly, to see if there's been a cancellation closer to NOW.

          I'm STILL dealing with the fall-out of their lack of action in this matter, and

          "DETAILS MATTER!!"

          I didn't NEED any help finding reasons to contemplate exiting the planet, but they sure have helped to provide a few.
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            Primary care Doc's nurse phoned this morning, and was following up on my multi-pronged approach to getting labs yesterday. She was unaware I'd had the blood draw, despite me having left a note with their message people. Again, competence? Dropping of balls?

            She informed me that my Primary Care Doc hasn't received or seen any notes or records from the surgeon's office in Washington since February. Say WHAT??!!! (Yes, I'd pre-emptively signed releases willy-nilly back then, of my own accord.... so they could sit there unutilized, with everyone holding their hands in the air, not knowing what's gong on, but not for lack of my having paved the way for them TO know what is what).

            The whole fucking system is suspect at best!!!

            And again, these are the folks who will save us in a crisis? Jesus, half or more of them are still trying to find their own asses!!

            Reminds me of my daughter, an RN, before she left, phoning up to ask me how to sterilize a huge box she had in her front yard, with a couch in it. At which point I considered, "You're an RN, in theory you have vastly more training about contamination, etc., than I do, and I KNOW how to take care of the 'box', yet you're calling me to figure out how to decontaminate a cardboard box??!!" I didn't say ALL of that, though conveyed parts in other words, and told her how to accomplish her task.

            Lord help us.

            No results yet from the blood draw yesterday, not to the Primary Care Doc, in whose facility the draw took place (though they were unaware of it, apparently) and not to me, the guy who really fucking needs to know...

            What do I know? Bodhi's Snow queen is DANGEROUS. Capable of instilling double-vision, I think. At least the specimen I was gifted can. A HUGE 'WOW!!' on that one.

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            Kenny Wayne Shepherd

            'Everything is Broken'

            Everything Is Broken - YouTube

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              Originally posted by buzzmobile View Post
              Silently hoping that you get some relief.
              Thank you buzz. That was very nice. I miss Johnny.

              I have a collection of cassettes here of a lengthy show a former acquaintance and political activist did on local Public Radio back around the time Johnny passed. Dave's play list, written in his hand-writing and tucked into each tape; it was a gift to me post mortem. (Dave surrendered to his plight with his cancer, toward the end he refused what would've amounted to fairly radical treatment by way of castration, literal not chemical, watched his organs begin to fail, sat in his cabin soaking in Epsom salts to relieve the swelling, and smoked ganja to get to the finish line. That was probably over a decade ago here in my little berg).

              During one of our legalization efforts, around 2000, so probably Proposition 5, Dave sent the track below to me.

              Another friend who was a mechanic up here, now in Tucson, whom I stayed with and who helped me when I was down there a couple years ago, picking up my wife's new-to-her vehicle, once worked as a part-time roadie, & had the same track as their loading and unloading music.

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              The Toyes

              'I Smoke 2 Joints'

              The Toyes - Smoke Two Joints - YouTube

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                Still no results from my limited minor blood draw labs on Monday The Surgeon should have had results in his possession over a day ago), so I sent a message via the portal; I'm not comfortable taking my own 11.5 month old Amox/K-Clav Rx for this; I want a new script, with written orders on the record as to why I'm taking them. (*I'm not helping ANYONE to cover their ass in this to my detriment; no fucking reason to).

                I mentioned that the blood draw was a basic, simple count, and despite his knowing my kidneys were fucked up yesterday, there was nothing in the labs to inquire about such circumstances; considering they were acting out at that moment, I would have thought it was an opportune moment to get a picture via labs as to what was going on in there, no?

                re. lab results, my local PC Doc's nurse told the lab, in re. to my accessing the results, I should follow up with the surgeon in Seattle. Seeing as how he hasn't posted or conveyed my results, there's some humor in that whole shitteree. I chuckled when the nurse stated she was going to try and contact the surgeon; "Good luck with that..."

                Will he add 2+2 and see I'm opening the proverbial drapes, and not willing to go less visible where records etc. are concerned, including antibiotic needs? Maybe. Do I care. Nope.

                My wife accessed my portal this evening, and downloaded all records there that could be. I'll be continuing tomorrow to print the messages in the portal between his staff, himself, and me, that couldn't be downloaded, and put together a file of those as well; some intriguing stuff therein. I'm sure that if this becomes heated, my kidneys suffered any long-term damage as a result, etc., all of this, plus witnesses, might make for some very interesting theater.

                Where are the Bolsheviks when you really fucking need them??

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                Joe Cocker

                'High Time We Went'

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                  "Where are the Bolsheviks when you really fucking need them??"

                  "Wait!" -- Wednesday Addams
                  "It ain't what you don't know that gets you into trouble. It's what you know for sure that just ain't so."
                  - Mark Twain

                  "Plants do things for a reason, they don't just decide one day to get root rot or act funny." -Weedhound
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                  A prudent question is one-half of wisdom. -Francis Bacon

                  A wise man is superior to any insults which can be put upon him, and the best reply to unseemly behavior is patience and moderation. -Moliere


                  You're behaving as if there is no hope. Someone musta told you you were hopeless and you believed them! That's it, isn't it? What you believe about yrself rests on a pile of someone else's shit! - Teddybrae

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                    Still no contact from the surgeon's office, no sharing of labs he's had results from since Monday evening, no labs for the kidney issues that day at all; he never wrote them, despite knowing they were messed up..

                    Phoned the local primary care Doc's office again to see if there were any cancellations to get me in before May 12, and let them know one of the the last suggestions from the surgeon was to follow up the end of the Cipro, which runs out tomorrow morning, with the antibiotics written by the PC Doc 11.5 months earlier; figured they'd get the same message in that which I do. Told them I have no interest in covering his tracks or reinforcing his inflated pristine record for him, but I DO have an interest in whipping what ever infection this is.

                    Waiting on a call back from the local Doc's nursing staff.

                    More and more this surgeon reminds me of the old adage, "Those who can't do, teach." I think back on the one surgeon who was a finalist, who couldn't see me for 2-1/2 months or so, versus this fellow, who could get me in less than 2 weeks from decision time. I should've interpreted that the same why I do boiler repairmen and mechanics, etc. If you're in demand, with a lengthy waiting list, there's often a reason, and if you can get people in relatively quickly, there's likely a reason for that, too.

                    Had more low-grade fever and night sweats last night, sufficient to get the sheets a good state of dampness. All of that WITH extra strength acetaminophen AND extra strength Ibuprofen.; gotta' wonder what this ride would be like without either of them. And I typically don't use either of those anti-inflammatories, for reasons stated pages and pages ago. But here I am.

                    I'm about cooked here...

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                    Tedeschi-Trucks Band, Live on E-Town

                    'Midnight in Harlem'

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                      it occurs to me the anger is not conducive to your recovery.
                      you accepted the risk and rolled the dice...sure, medical malpractice/mistakes are unacceptable, particularly when those impact you.
                      i don't think you're wrong about that, and if it becomes apparent their mistakes caused kidney damage...or any other malaise, you should be entitled to give them grief and receive compensation. good luck with that and my blessings.

                      sincerely wish you recover.

                      this thread has wandered far from the title and has little chance of showing efficacy of cannabis' effect in treatment for cancer. with that in mind i'll take my leave.

                      Peace

                      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-gWqrP30YXQ
                      Humble Pie - I Don't Need No Doctor



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                        Originally posted by trichrider View Post
                        it occurs to me the anger is not conducive to your recovery.
                        you accepted the risk and rolled the dice...sure, medical malpractice/mistakes are unacceptable, particularly when those impact you.
                        i don't think you're wrong about that, and if it becomes apparent their mistakes caused kidney damage...or any other malaise, you should be entitled to give them grief and receive compensation. good luck with that and my blessings.

                        sincerely wish you recover.

                        this thread has wandered far from the title and has little chance of showing efficacy of cannabis' effect in treatment for cancer. with that in mind i'll take my leave.

                        Peace

                        https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-gWqrP30YXQ
                        Humble Pie - I Don't Need No Doctor


                        Yes, this thread has become far more broad. I've been told to hold back on ALL supplements since the infection was finally acknowledged. ALL supplements, and am not able at this time to take the extracts.

                        So yeah, close the thread. I don't need to be here, or any place else for that matter.

                        Thanks for your input, trich.

                        I'll be keeping records of phone calls/recorded and dated, as well as copied records and communications from the charts.

                        Take care.

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                          Hey moose eater Anger is part of the recovery i know, do not worry about anything here, just concentrate on your recovery my friend...
                          “Racing is life. Anything before or after is just waiting.”

                          Steve McQueen

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                            - moose has asked me to close this thread - so I will of course - I'm sure that we all hope for a post operational recovery asap - and you can get back to a somewhat normal life moose - and when you do - pop by and let us know how its going -
                            'It can all start from a seed'

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