Well for a while I'll only be half as ugly look on the bright side! 
Weasel Forges Ahead
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Happy Birthday and Good Luck!...
...cheerz...h00k...
...cheerz...h00k...
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2 am and just woke up from the first real few hours of sleep I’ve had in a week. How lovely. That seven days was turning into a very very long day. I never did get time to master sleeping upright with that bubble. Then after the last operation they changed it to face-down, which was completely hopeless, for a few obvious reasons including that it hurt.
Now as of this evening they’re ‘making me’ sleep on my side. Which is perfect since that’s normal for me. I didn’t tell them this of course, in case they changed their minds. Next they’ll make me stay on my back...Final stage of the chicken processing plant and I’ll be thoroughly sliced,diced, lasered, and evenly roasted.
Anyway I’m here to report, for all you future old people with eyes that decide to stop working, that this particular operation is a far easier experience to get through. That’s because they give a lot more anaesthetic, in the form of a block Local anesthetic nerve block - Wikipedia which almost totally cuts off the nerves in that area. I was unaware, until they were partway into working on me, that I was going to be so lucky, since they don’t seem to tell you much of anything around here. So it was way easier than I’d feared and even though they did some pretty extreme things in there, I didn’t actually feel any of it, though there were some interesting sights and sounds.
One funny moment was when I first got into the actual surgery pre-op area and the nurse commented really loudly that it was my birthday, and all the recovering patients, with bandaids and tubes and wires hanging out, and missing eyes and whatnot started singing ‘happy birthday to you..’ I’m still laughing!
A bit like that Monty Python scene where they’re all f$&ked up hanging on crosses singing ‘always look on the bright side of life’.
Which is exactly what I’m doing, and would have to be even if I wasn’t. The left side to be exact.
Because I know Nivek wants to hear about it, I’ll tell you about the most interesting part of the operation, which was getting the vitreous fluid of my eye sucked out. All the tools and stuff they stuck in my eye made it bleed and started filling it with various blood clots and swirls. Then they stuck a tube in my eye and started up the pump to suck it out. hummmm..... Everything in my eye started to slowly whirl around and I watched it get sucked out the tube. It was like having a toilet bowl full of blood clots flushing very slowly inside my head. Or one of those renderings of a black hole swallowing nearby stars. I watched as nebulous black clots slowly oozed around and around and morphed shape, and got sucked down the hole. Then everything went black. Probably a good thing. And I just listened to the surgical team discussing some ‘hot’ staff member who not only is apparently hot, but has a brother who is a movie star.
I finally got a slight twitch of humour from my least favourite surgeon when I described the process as a toilet bowl full of blood clots flushing inside my head. Maybe he’s not a robot after all.
I’ll spare you pics of my eye this time. There’s definitely a line between interesting and just outright gross.
More checkups next week and I’m already plotting my escape, which hopefully they won’t try to foil again. At this point my right eye is the worst it’s ever been. Just a black tunnel with a small blurry cloud of light in the center. Can’t see my hand waving in front of my face, so basically no real vision left in it. And of course that eyeball feels like it’s been used as a baseball for several innings before being stuck back in. Its scary to look through but I don’t take it to mean anything much. After all it’s been through I’d be surprised if it was different, and presumably it’s meant to recover. Not sure how they figure this stuff out. Here’s to all the dead lab rats. Thank you, rats.
Caught my first glimpses of various dispensaries and cannabis clubs in town earlier this week as i moled my way around the city. (No I’ve never actually been in a dispensary or even seen one as they don’t have them up north). I never went into any because I couldn’t see well enough to find the front door and they all looked sort of closed up, with covered windows. I guess to hide the view of the evil weed from eyes of children, or something. Or maybe they were actually closed, I couldn’t see.
Not sure there’s anything whatsoever I’d want from one anyway and I’m probably the only person on the forum who hasn’t been in a dispensary, but maybe I’ll check them out if circumstances allow.
Had a little kid stop me in the street today and ask me if I’m a pirate. Pretty cute! I wasn’t thinking fast enough and said no. He was pretty disappointed. I actually am a pirate. Not sure why I tried to deny it. Sorry kid. Pirates lie. It’s a tough world.
Met up with a friend yesterday who couldn’t find any actual sativa. Seems like some people call anything over 50% sativa- a sativa. Whereas I call anything more than 1% indica- just an indica. But we got some decent hash.
Now as of this evening they’re ‘making me’ sleep on my side. Which is perfect since that’s normal for me. I didn’t tell them this of course, in case they changed their minds. Next they’ll make me stay on my back...Final stage of the chicken processing plant and I’ll be thoroughly sliced,diced, lasered, and evenly roasted.
Anyway I’m here to report, for all you future old people with eyes that decide to stop working, that this particular operation is a far easier experience to get through. That’s because they give a lot more anaesthetic, in the form of a block Local anesthetic nerve block - Wikipedia which almost totally cuts off the nerves in that area. I was unaware, until they were partway into working on me, that I was going to be so lucky, since they don’t seem to tell you much of anything around here. So it was way easier than I’d feared and even though they did some pretty extreme things in there, I didn’t actually feel any of it, though there were some interesting sights and sounds.
One funny moment was when I first got into the actual surgery pre-op area and the nurse commented really loudly that it was my birthday, and all the recovering patients, with bandaids and tubes and wires hanging out, and missing eyes and whatnot started singing ‘happy birthday to you..’ I’m still laughing!
A bit like that Monty Python scene where they’re all f$&ked up hanging on crosses singing ‘always look on the bright side of life’. Which is exactly what I’m doing, and would have to be even if I wasn’t. The left side to be exact.
Because I know Nivek wants to hear about it, I’ll tell you about the most interesting part of the operation, which was getting the vitreous fluid of my eye sucked out. All the tools and stuff they stuck in my eye made it bleed and started filling it with various blood clots and swirls. Then they stuck a tube in my eye and started up the pump to suck it out. hummmm..... Everything in my eye started to slowly whirl around and I watched it get sucked out the tube. It was like having a toilet bowl full of blood clots flushing very slowly inside my head. Or one of those renderings of a black hole swallowing nearby stars. I watched as nebulous black clots slowly oozed around and around and morphed shape, and got sucked down the hole. Then everything went black. Probably a good thing. And I just listened to the surgical team discussing some ‘hot’ staff member who not only is apparently hot, but has a brother who is a movie star.
I finally got a slight twitch of humour from my least favourite surgeon when I described the process as a toilet bowl full of blood clots flushing inside my head. Maybe he’s not a robot after all.
I’ll spare you pics of my eye this time. There’s definitely a line between interesting and just outright gross.
More checkups next week and I’m already plotting my escape, which hopefully they won’t try to foil again. At this point my right eye is the worst it’s ever been. Just a black tunnel with a small blurry cloud of light in the center. Can’t see my hand waving in front of my face, so basically no real vision left in it. And of course that eyeball feels like it’s been used as a baseball for several innings before being stuck back in. Its scary to look through but I don’t take it to mean anything much. After all it’s been through I’d be surprised if it was different, and presumably it’s meant to recover. Not sure how they figure this stuff out. Here’s to all the dead lab rats. Thank you, rats.
Caught my first glimpses of various dispensaries and cannabis clubs in town earlier this week as i moled my way around the city. (No I’ve never actually been in a dispensary or even seen one as they don’t have them up north). I never went into any because I couldn’t see well enough to find the front door and they all looked sort of closed up, with covered windows. I guess to hide the view of the evil weed from eyes of children, or something. Or maybe they were actually closed, I couldn’t see.
Not sure there’s anything whatsoever I’d want from one anyway and I’m probably the only person on the forum who hasn’t been in a dispensary, but maybe I’ll check them out if circumstances allow.
Had a little kid stop me in the street today and ask me if I’m a pirate. Pretty cute! I wasn’t thinking fast enough and said no. He was pretty disappointed. I actually am a pirate. Not sure why I tried to deny it. Sorry kid. Pirates lie. It’s a tough world.
Met up with a friend yesterday who couldn’t find any actual sativa. Seems like some people call anything over 50% sativa- a sativa. Whereas I call anything more than 1% indica- just an indica. But we got some decent hash.
Crazy man... crazy!
It's so interesting in that train wreck sort of way.
I've not been in a dispensary. Just never had the opportunity. Some day. Traveling to California later this year... perhaps the opportunity will pop up.
I like you nod to the lab rats. Can you imagine all the "Gee... let's try this...." moments that they suffer thru?
It's so interesting in that train wreck sort of way.
I've not been in a dispensary. Just never had the opportunity. Some day. Traveling to California later this year... perhaps the opportunity will pop up.
I like you nod to the lab rats. Can you imagine all the "Gee... let's try this...." moments that they suffer thru?
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I have spent quite a bit of time thinking about those poor tortured ratties, and how probably on balance, rats may have done us almost as much good as harm. Well, I guess they owe us, after those Black Death episodes, among many other indiscretions.
Shoulda give that kid the ol' BB gun story YOU'LL PUT YOUR EYE OUT KID!!!!!
great posts weaseley,, detailed as all get out,,
i"ve never been to a dispensary either,, but will one day,, just out of curiosity, and maybe buy something just for comparison sakes , to compare with my weed
safe travels home friend,, if you nee3d a stop along the way,, you know where to find me,, sorta
cheers agin, indeed trooper weaseley
i"ve never been to a dispensary either,, but will one day,, just out of curiosity, and maybe buy something just for comparison sakes , to compare with my weed
safe travels home friend,, if you nee3d a stop along the way,, you know where to find me,, sorta
cheers agin, indeed trooper weaseley
lazyfish
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That is an awesome story W. I laughed so freakin' hard at the thought of all those f'ed up people singing happy birthday. You deserved that.
I am glad to hear that you are on the up and up.
Cheers,
I am glad to hear that you are on the up and up.
Cheers,
Welcome to the other side of the wringer, ya old pirate! 
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Thanks GT, I really do hope I’m on the out-feed end of the wringer now.
If I can get myself looking less like something from the zombie apocalypse I’ll venture around today and if I see a dispensary I’ll go check it out.
Or just stolen his toys and his moms purse and run off.... Harrrrr!
That birthday scene in the hospital was so funny! I don’t often bump into a whole room full of people with the same humour as me. Maybe they developed that during their time in the hospital...
If I can get myself looking less like something from the zombie apocalypse I’ll venture around today and if I see a dispensary I’ll go check it out.
Or just stolen his toys and his moms purse and run off.... Harrrrr!
That birthday scene in the hospital was so funny!
I don’t often bump into a whole room full of people with the same humour as me. Maybe they developed that during their time in the hospital...
OMG Weaselcracker!Heal baby.
Beat me to the dispensary experience. You have three days.
That was a delightful take on having your eye played with. Whew! I can’t believe you let that little boy throw you like that, but we’ll chalk it up to shock. Lol!
You were icing on my delicious day.
"I was a peepin' Tom kid yep one of the best but some lady pulled out her hat pin and shoved it right through the key hole DOINK!!!!!" 
Best birthday singalong ever... The picture in my head brilliant . I live for that shit....
What's a dispensary? I probably would have gone in one if it was ever an option though
brilliant . I live for that shit.... What's a dispensary?
I probably would have gone in one if it was ever an option though 
Don't tell em nothing lol, you know, quid pro quo. 
Happy to hear you're on the heal brother. Felt like I was there with yah. Thanks, I guess?!
You'll be throwing darts soon enough.
Take it easy brother. 
Happy to hear you're on the heal brother. Felt like I was there with yah. Thanks, I guess?!
You'll be throwing darts soon enough.
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A question I’ve often pondered. I’m still not totally sure even after today.
Dope dealers who’ve bribed their way into the system I guess? A small blurry smelly room with blurry stoned people in it, selling small blurry bags of dope for $10 a gram?
I peered into the displays, leaving mole-nose prints on the glass. Everything looked completely identical and it was all the exact same colour which seemed weird. All my dope strains look different and are different colours. The girl there didn’t seem to really know what a sativa is. I told her the ones in the sativa section were all just sativa dominant crosses and she said ‘ I don’t know, yeah... you’re probably right’.
It’s awkward fumbling around like this with no depth perception, so I didn’t stay too long. I went looking for the other dispensaries but missed the signs that I’d already seen before, and walked right past them.
Thanks, I guess?!
Take it easy brother.
You’re welcome and thank you. Hope you never need to experience this. If you do I reccomend you forget everything you’ve read here.
"I was a peepin' Tom kid yep one of the best but some lady pulled out her hat pin and shoved it right through the key hole DOINK!!!!!"
Maybe that’s what I should have told that kid and then his mom would have been all grateful and nice to me for giving him this important life lesson.
Big Sparks
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Im subbed in. Been reading for a bit now...days actually. *whistles* This quote above me basically sums up why i love this 420mag community so much.This is all to do with plants brother.. they are reason for us reading this, caring for your well being.. they brought us all together, paved a way for friendships to start and a sharing of ourselves.. or to keep on topic, you could just say,
critical mass
Happy birthday bro
Hope ya dont mind me hangin out on your porch Weaselcracker? Your story is inspiring. Hang tough brother. And "Happy (belated) Birthday!"
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Yeah I really appreciated that post too. Thanks very much for coming along Big Sparks, and welcome. Don’t know you well enough yet to call you just BS... If you’ve been reading a few pages then there’s no need to explain how my so called grow journal is in an even weirder state than usual. When I named the journal I wasn’t expecting to have any parts of my head forged quite so literally.
Been continuing my adventures in two dimensions. Missing the third one a lot. Not a lot to report. I had yet another checkup today, and every time I go in they dilate both my eyes with eye drops which take about six hours to wear off. So they keep on messing up my good eye too, which is quite inconvenient. Not only can I not see for shit, but everyone who looks at me thinks I’m on acid. Plus I got a cold somewhere along the line, probably in the hospital where I got the surgery.
So I’m basically living the life of a sick helpless blind mole who may or may not be on acid. Kind of feels like I am, a lot of the time. And this is really not to complain about it. This is just the way it is right now.
I wandered into another dispensary. Took out a membership and peered around a bit. Here’s some sort of pic of the menu.
The guy I chatted with was pretty knowledgeable and knew what sativas are, etc. The store was large and expensive looking. I didn’t really see anything I wanted. Considered buying some chocolope or Charlotte’s web, just out of interest, but ended up just leaving with some ‘CBD water’. Drank it, and then I felt...less thirsty.
Been continuing my adventures in two dimensions. Missing the third one a lot. Not a lot to report. I had yet another checkup today, and every time I go in they dilate both my eyes with eye drops which take about six hours to wear off. So they keep on messing up my good eye too, which is quite inconvenient. Not only can I not see for shit, but everyone who looks at me thinks I’m on acid. Plus I got a cold somewhere along the line, probably in the hospital where I got the surgery.
So I’m basically living the life of a sick helpless blind mole who may or may not be on acid. Kind of feels like I am, a lot of the time. And this is really not to complain about it. This is just the way it is right now.
I wandered into another dispensary. Took out a membership and peered around a bit. Here’s some sort of pic of the menu.
The guy I chatted with was pretty knowledgeable and knew what sativas are, etc. The store was large and expensive looking. I didn’t really see anything I wanted. Considered buying some chocolope or Charlotte’s web, just out of interest, but ended up just leaving with some ‘CBD water’. Drank it, and then I felt...less thirsty.
Less thirsty