Hey everybody, excuse me for taking so long for responding (had lots to do and plus my internet-connection was messing up), thanks for the well wishes.
As far as pics, I'm suppose to see the doctor again for a post-op check-up next week. He said he'll take some before and after pic (naturally, the "before pic" have already been taken). Then he'll give me a copy on a disk. So as soon as I get it . . . .
Still, I gotta say, I haven't been so estatic as I may appear. I'm still kind of stand-off-ish to mostly everybody. It goes back to what I posted a month or so. The thing may be behind me but I've seen people in a whole new light. Maybe it'll pass, maybe it won't. However, I've thought alot about that post
Iamnotmybody did. The thought still lingers,
"the operation, what was the reason for it?" What, to be acceptable now, to be able to get back into the fold? Man, the way I feel, TO HELL WITH THEM!!!
Like I said, these past couple of years; since that thing developed, I was isolated and humiliated. Just like the guy who said he quit his good-paying job and started doing tempt-work at night, I pretty-much went through the same thing. I'm sure some of you have probably asked how in the world can a union-carpenter in the New York City construction-field could've taken so long to raise money for such an operation procedure. Well, just like with that guy who's doing tempt-work, the emotional-pain of being a constant target of snickering-smlies, being laughed at and shunned alot of times really begins to take its toll on you (thing is, no one ever have the balls to just come straight-up to your face and say whatever it is they have to say, though) . I was living like a hermit for about three years . . . THANK God FOR 24 HOURS SUPERMARKETS AND LAUNDRY-MATS!!!
Then, around the end of last year, I decided to do what I advised others to do. To stand firm and bight the bullet. I went back to work steadily and saved up that money (of course, there were accumulated credit-cards and household bills that needed to be taken care of first). Now I finally emerged out of the end of a long dark tunnel. Hey, I don't want any cheers or pats on the back. Like I said, TO HELL WITH THEM (naturally, I'm referring to many of the people I know in the physical-world, not to the brotherhood that's here on the board)!!!
Yeah, it's a great relief to go around without being made to feel like you're a piece of . . . you know. Still, like I said before, after what I went through I'm not as warm and open as I use to be.
Well, anyway, thanks for letting me vent.