A long, long time ago in 1997, a friend of mine and me were kidding around (as we often did) at Oslo College, doing our daily jokes and pranks in between lectures. For some reason unknown to man, my friend Gustavo, kicked me right where the sun doesn’t shine, thus giving birth to an infection that manifested itself as a huge cyst near the tip of my tail..
A couple of days later, it had grown to the size of a small grape, not big, if you’re thinking fruit in general, but large enough to cause me endless pain, and have my father, whom was still alive at the time, drive me down to the local medical emergency center. There, I was met by the worst imaginable “Helga” you can possibly imagine, a huge, tall blonde nurse with a scalpel in her hand, and no anesthetics in the other! I fled in panic, and later managed to puncture the cyst myself, with a device made out of a couple of needles, a rubber ribbon, and one of those wooden pincher’s that you hang up your clothes with… (patent pending)
The cyst came back, every now and then, making its presence known, but now, with the holes made by my home made surgery kit I could easily squish it out again, but the situation was never a good one, so finally, a few months ago, I told my doctor about the whole thing, which made her book me into the local hospital for a professional cleanup.
And here I am, ladies and gentlemen, recovering from the most fantastic surgery I’ve ever had. I never felt a bit of pain, not even when the anesthetics wore off. I have painkillers that I haven’t used yet, and probably won’t. The only care I have to take, is to avoid sitting, of course, which is not the easiest thing I can do, considering that my feet do not let me stand on them for longer periods of time.
I have a huge, 13cm long wound that is healing up (around 5 inches) back there while I lay on the side with my laptop in front of me. Tried driving yesterday, and found that I’m not quite up to that just yet, hehe..
I also won a local photo contest at work with this image:
The people from work called me up using their conference phone and let me in on the final verdict of the competition – that was a great thing of them to do, heartwarming to put it mildly – even though speaking with 12 people at the same time over a conference phone doesn’t really “put you there” yet, the mood certainly was conveyed!
Other than that, I’m just hoping to heal up as fast as possible so I can get back to my training, and go out and buy a new bicycle. I’ve promised myself to ride to work at the least 3 times this year (The distance is roughly 26Km (16 miles). I’ll let you know by the end of september if I managed to keep that promise or not.