It Was During the Summer of 1960

 


An excerpt from my Autobiography

It Was During The Summer of 1960

Well I’m in eight grade now and we all think we’re hot stuff. I didn’t think grammar school would ever end. Well, we have our first and only formal dance. So everybody’s excited and we all get dressed up. And the night of the dance, I walk in and everybody is there. And I see Sandra, “Hi Sandra.” and I go over and hold her and as the music starts to play, her skirt with all the petty coats underneath brush up against the front of me. The music plays and we dance.

(On my tape, I have Paul Anka singing, “Put Your Head on My Shoulder”)

Now that Sandra and I are not going to be going to the same high school. I’m going to Notre Dame and she’s going to Ridgewood high school. We just are not going to be seeing too much of each other. So she had one party and I went over there and she broke up with me. I couldn’t figure out why, at that time anyway. But it really hurt me. I acted like it didn’t hurt me but it really did.

(On my tape, I have Paul Anka singing “Summer’s Gone”)Summer's Gone

I had an infected Gallbladder

Sept 12th 2018

It all started Aug 31st 2018. I had just gotten back from the casino that night when I got this really bad pain in the upper part of my stomach. I tried to go to sleep but by 3:30 in the morning I woke up in severe pain. I had to go to the emergency room. They took tests and gave me a CAT scan and some meds. They said it was gastritis and the pain went away. They let me go home. 

I went back to the casino the next few days and had no trouble. Then on Thursday night I got that severe pain again. I went back to the emergency room again. They gave me a CAT scan again with Dye. The doctor came back and she told me that I had an infected Gallbladder. “It will have to come out,” she told me.  They will take it out through your Belly Button," she went on to explain. Now this was on August 7th 2018 12.30 am Friday morning “They will have to operate.” I didn’t want to have any operation but what choice did I have? By that afternoon I was in the operating room. When I woke up it was a horrible feeling. It was like I was in a different world. The doctor came in and said, “Your Gallbladder was a Mess,” he told me. 

They took me up to my room. The pain was the worse. I had less pain when I had my Heart by-pass surgery. So they kept me on some kind of Morphine for the next couple of days. 

The nurses were very nice to me. That’s about the only good thing that happened while I was there. I stayed a total of 5 days in the hospital and I just got back to my apartment yesterday about 6pm.

I am going to just take it easy for a week. They said I could get back to my exercise class after that. I have no idea why my gallbladder went bad. I wonder what other organs are ready to go to pot. I hope I am good to go at least until I reach a 100.