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Dr. Strange you are super aswome you will see in time the Halloween spirit will capture you i am on this board from last year and this is my second familly for me my Halloween buddies, ppl that like Halloween like me ^_^
Halloween is coming,be sure to be dead until then, if not all hallows eve will take care
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Wow, Doc. I'm not a parent, so I can't feel what you feel, but I'm sitting here crying from the sheer emotion of it.
I don't know if it helps, but having surgery that young can be something of a blessing in disguise - I had my tonsils out at age 6, and all I remember about it - I'm not kidding - is that I got a Fisher Price easel as a get well present & I got to eat lots of jello & ice cream. I don't remember surgery or fear or pain or any of that, just the fun part. I'm sure years from now, all your son will remember is his new Batmobile.
Meanwhile, he's probably better off than you are, just 'cause he's got a great dad to care about him & make sure he's ok. Everyone should have such a good dad.
I don't know if it helps, but having surgery that young can be something of a blessing in disguise - I had my tonsils out at age 6, and all I remember about it - I'm not kidding - is that I got a Fisher Price easel as a get well present & I got to eat lots of jello & ice cream. I don't remember surgery or fear or pain or any of that, just the fun part. I'm sure years from now, all your son will remember is his new Batmobile.
Meanwhile, he's probably better off than you are, just 'cause he's got a great dad to care about him & make sure he's ok. Everyone should have such a good dad.
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Doc,
I'm so sorry to hear about what your son has to go through. I know exactly how you feel. Having 3 little ones myself, I can't imagine what I would do if anything dreadful ever happen to any one of them. When my children were born, I felt that change as well. You come to this realization that nothing else really matters except their well being. You'd literally throw yourself in front of truck without a moments thought to protect them.
Anyway, you and your little guy will be in my prayers. I'm sure everything will turn out fine. Keep us posted. Let us know when you've successfully gotten through this.
God Bless.
I'm so sorry to hear about what your son has to go through. I know exactly how you feel. Having 3 little ones myself, I can't imagine what I would do if anything dreadful ever happen to any one of them. When my children were born, I felt that change as well. You come to this realization that nothing else really matters except their well being. You'd literally throw yourself in front of truck without a moments thought to protect them.
Anyway, you and your little guy will be in my prayers. I'm sure everything will turn out fine. Keep us posted. Let us know when you've successfully gotten through this.
God Bless.
Because once you cross that bridge, my friend, the ghost is through, his power ends.
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Doc,
I feel like I'm a day late and a dollar short here, but I just read this post all the way through. Having a child IS a life-changing experience, isn't it? And it doesn't change as they get older. My girl is 18 and she is still my heart, and I'd still do ANYTHING to protect her. It is harder to see them go through things than it would be to be hurt yourself, and I know you'd gladly pay any price just to see him happy. I hope everything works out well, please let us know.
As for the spirit thing...you DO have a lot on your plate right now, and it's normal to focus on those thiongs. But the spark of Halloween is still in there, waiting until you can fan it back to a flame. It'll always be there. It's part of who we are. And please know that we don't just love you because you are a Halloween nut who writes great Halloween poetry. We love you just because you're you. And, buddy you are not just ACCEPTED by this group, you are one of the frickin' gang leaders!!! So let us know how everything turns out. We're here for ya.
I feel like I'm a day late and a dollar short here, but I just read this post all the way through. Having a child IS a life-changing experience, isn't it? And it doesn't change as they get older. My girl is 18 and she is still my heart, and I'd still do ANYTHING to protect her. It is harder to see them go through things than it would be to be hurt yourself, and I know you'd gladly pay any price just to see him happy. I hope everything works out well, please let us know.
As for the spirit thing...you DO have a lot on your plate right now, and it's normal to focus on those thiongs. But the spark of Halloween is still in there, waiting until you can fan it back to a flame. It'll always be there. It's part of who we are. And please know that we don't just love you because you are a Halloween nut who writes great Halloween poetry. We love you just because you're you. And, buddy you are not just ACCEPTED by this group, you are one of the frickin' gang leaders!!! So let us know how everything turns out. We're here for ya.
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Well said, Hooch, well said!!MHooch wrote: And please know that we don't just love you because you are a Halloween nut who writes great Halloween poetry. We love you just because you're you. And, buddy you are not just ACCEPTED by this group, you are one of the frickin' gang leaders!!! So let us know how everything turns out. We're here for ya.
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Dr Strange wrote:Ahh, the last thing you people need is to hear from my mopey arse. You ever just get to a point where none of it matters?
I kind of didn't want to get into this but my youngest son is having dental surgery tomorrow and I'm all twisted up over this. That boy is my light and my joy. I know everything is going to be okay but geez, he's only six; he doesn't need to be going through this garbage.
I'm going to buy the new DC SuperFriends Batmobile for him after work so we can give it to him tomorrow afterwards, try to cheer him up a bit, but it feels hollow. I want to make this better, I want to make it so he doesn't have to do this. I'm his daddy, and that's what I'm supposed to do, protect him.
I keep thinking about him being wheeled away and I can't force myself to stay calm about it all. When that boy was born it was like my heart was pulled out and placed on my arm and it's just so vulnerable. I'm never not worrying about him, you know? I'm never not wondering where he is or if he's okay.
I know we're blessed and I know he's healthy and I know it could be worse, but he's my boy and I don't want this for him. Becoming a father was the single most life changing experience of my life and the power of that birth six years ago still resonates in me; it's just so powerful.
What tha hell am I talking about??? I am so sorry for all this but I don't have the heart to delete it, so again, sorry.
Wow Dr Strange, boy I know where you are coming from......As a parent we wish we could take all the hurt and struggle our kids go through and make it all better. There is not a day that goes by that I don't wish that I could make my son's life easier but you know what? I have come to realize that he handles life much easier than I do sometimes. What makes me happy is that my child is happy.
You are such a great daddy, even though I have never met you I can tell your son is very lucky to have you. I think it is natural to be concerned about your child's struggles and while yes, it could always be worse, to you and your situation it can be so scary when something is affecting your child.
Please know that I understand your feelings. I worry everyday about my son's future, I know what you mean.....It will be ok....it always is......
Happy Halloween!!
Thanks so much
It was a long day.
It started at 4:30, which is really just 30 minutes earlier than I wake anyway, but now I had to wake my wife and little boy to get ready and get to the hospital. He was so bubbly and full of smiles I almost couldn't stand it. He knew where he was going and what was happening but as he saw it he was going to sniff in a mask and fall asleep so the doctor could fix him up. Him being so happy and loving, well it just made my heart fill like it was going to tear on the sides.
Once we were there we take him back and the nurses were great and the doctor was friendly and cheerful. My wife was making my son comfortable and my son was happy watching some shows on the TV.
I was gripping the chair so hard my knuckles were white. Way to go dad!
They gave him a drink that started the anesthesia process and then I carried him to the gurney that took him to the OR. He was ready to go and they wheeled him off. My wife and I stood there in tears holding each other. The procedure ended up only lasting an hour and I spent it fighting back the fear. But at the end of it all he was fine and came out asking for his mommy. We sat there in recovery with him in her lap and me jumping up every two seconds trying to get him something or make him comfortable.
He slept on the way home and for a few hours more on the couch, we slept right next to him. Later in the day he was playing with his batmobile and making me laugh. I tucked him in last night with a Dr. Seuss story and a couple of teeth under his pillow for the tooth fairy, can you believe that? His world is still filled with fairies and magic and warm beds with quiet stories and dollar bills under his pillow. I'm at work now and am just so exhausted and weary about the next couple of weeks. But he's safe and he's tucked in and in a couple of hours he'll be calling me to tell me what he wants to buy with his tooth money.
I would have normally never filled in the details of yesterday like this, but you all have been so great and so generous in your support that I wanted to share this. Forgive me for being longwinded and veering off topic this way.
It started at 4:30, which is really just 30 minutes earlier than I wake anyway, but now I had to wake my wife and little boy to get ready and get to the hospital. He was so bubbly and full of smiles I almost couldn't stand it. He knew where he was going and what was happening but as he saw it he was going to sniff in a mask and fall asleep so the doctor could fix him up. Him being so happy and loving, well it just made my heart fill like it was going to tear on the sides.
Once we were there we take him back and the nurses were great and the doctor was friendly and cheerful. My wife was making my son comfortable and my son was happy watching some shows on the TV.
I was gripping the chair so hard my knuckles were white. Way to go dad!
They gave him a drink that started the anesthesia process and then I carried him to the gurney that took him to the OR. He was ready to go and they wheeled him off. My wife and I stood there in tears holding each other. The procedure ended up only lasting an hour and I spent it fighting back the fear. But at the end of it all he was fine and came out asking for his mommy. We sat there in recovery with him in her lap and me jumping up every two seconds trying to get him something or make him comfortable.
He slept on the way home and for a few hours more on the couch, we slept right next to him. Later in the day he was playing with his batmobile and making me laugh. I tucked him in last night with a Dr. Seuss story and a couple of teeth under his pillow for the tooth fairy, can you believe that? His world is still filled with fairies and magic and warm beds with quiet stories and dollar bills under his pillow. I'm at work now and am just so exhausted and weary about the next couple of weeks. But he's safe and he's tucked in and in a couple of hours he'll be calling me to tell me what he wants to buy with his tooth money.
I would have normally never filled in the details of yesterday like this, but you all have been so great and so generous in your support that I wanted to share this. Forgive me for being longwinded and veering off topic this way.
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Doc, I'm so glad every thing turned out fine. The first thing I thought about when I got to my computer this morning was you and your little guy. I was hoping you'd let us know how things went. Thanks and Best wishes.
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Aww Dr. Strange, your little boy is so sweet - what a treasure!! Your post made me smile knowing that he came through safe and sound and full of smiles. Well done to him for his bravery and his strength, and well done you for staying strong and getting through this - don't ever apologise for keeping us informed on what's happening in your life, because as they say:
A forum family is for life, not just for Halloween
A forum family is for life, not just for Halloween
Rant, Rant, Rant.
Ok, I'm not one to start whole new threads just to talk about myself and since this thread is "October" and these thoughts are occurring in "October" I guess that counts, right?
I'm taking off on a trip for a couple of weeks and I am bummed. I hate leaving and I really hate leaving in October, one of the coolest months of the year; but apparently not temperature wise cool. It's going to be 90 degrees here today. 90! I said 90, count them, 90 degrees. What tha hell man!?
My daughter seemed upset about it last night because she was all over me, wanting to hang out and talk and hug me. Which is fine and dandy but you have to understand when anyone in my house gets any tension they want to let out they tend to let it out on me. What I mean is, I'm about 6' 2" and around 210, so I'm not a little guy and am certainly the tallest in my house.
My family tends to use me for a lovable, cuddly punching bag. My daughter was putting me in headlocks and punching me in the arm and chest all night. And my youngest, well a few years ago I was lying on the floor at our old house and he came running up and landed on my stomach. I'm not going to lie to you, when he hit I let one fly if you know what I mean . I thought he was going have kittens he laughed so hard.
So last night I'm doing some situps in the front room and out of nowhere he freakin mule kicks me in the gut! You ever had all the air just jump out of your body with a "Dahooooop" sound?
Again, funniest thing he ever saw.
But I'm not one to complain, Lord knows it's the time at home I love the most. It's why the stuff I've been posting on the poems thread has been so dark as of late; I'm gearing up for my Eeyore phase for the trip.
And while I'm still hanging out here on the board I'm really just faking it. I've got about as much Halloween spirit as a Baptist minister with an axe to grind. I'm just going through the motions and will regret all of it come November 15th or so. And then I think I have the answer to get me through this trip, and its booze. I'll just lather my liver up every night and post rambling diatribes like this one and get banned from here for good.
Happy October everybody!
I'm taking off on a trip for a couple of weeks and I am bummed. I hate leaving and I really hate leaving in October, one of the coolest months of the year; but apparently not temperature wise cool. It's going to be 90 degrees here today. 90! I said 90, count them, 90 degrees. What tha hell man!?
My daughter seemed upset about it last night because she was all over me, wanting to hang out and talk and hug me. Which is fine and dandy but you have to understand when anyone in my house gets any tension they want to let out they tend to let it out on me. What I mean is, I'm about 6' 2" and around 210, so I'm not a little guy and am certainly the tallest in my house.
My family tends to use me for a lovable, cuddly punching bag. My daughter was putting me in headlocks and punching me in the arm and chest all night. And my youngest, well a few years ago I was lying on the floor at our old house and he came running up and landed on my stomach. I'm not going to lie to you, when he hit I let one fly if you know what I mean . I thought he was going have kittens he laughed so hard.
So last night I'm doing some situps in the front room and out of nowhere he freakin mule kicks me in the gut! You ever had all the air just jump out of your body with a "Dahooooop" sound?
Again, funniest thing he ever saw.
But I'm not one to complain, Lord knows it's the time at home I love the most. It's why the stuff I've been posting on the poems thread has been so dark as of late; I'm gearing up for my Eeyore phase for the trip.
And while I'm still hanging out here on the board I'm really just faking it. I've got about as much Halloween spirit as a Baptist minister with an axe to grind. I'm just going through the motions and will regret all of it come November 15th or so. And then I think I have the answer to get me through this trip, and its booze. I'll just lather my liver up every night and post rambling diatribes like this one and get banned from here for good.
Happy October everybody!
Oh man, kids can be pretty abusive can't they?, my sons love ambushing me all the time thinking it's hilarious! Sadistic little monkeys. They love America's Funniest Home Videos too, giggling at other's misfortunes.
Well you're faking it well, Dr. Strange , and when your trip is over hopefully the geniune spirit of it all will return to you...and hey, booze to get ya through the boredom of a hotel room isn't so terrible, I'll be happy to toast a Jack's Spicey Pumpkin Ale with ya before checking up on your ramblings.
Well you're faking it well, Dr. Strange , and when your trip is over hopefully the geniune spirit of it all will return to you...and hey, booze to get ya through the boredom of a hotel room isn't so terrible, I'll be happy to toast a Jack's Spicey Pumpkin Ale with ya before checking up on your ramblings.
Well, I'm on the road tomorrow. And so begins the October that barely even was. Not looking forward to it but I've got to keep biscuits on the table. Perhaps when I check back in tomorrow night I'll be three sheets to the wind and rambling like a stooge. If so, forgive me, I find it easier to share my misery.Well you're faking it well, Dr. Strange , and when your trip is over hopefully the geniune spirit of it all will return to you...and hey, booze to get ya through the boredom of a hotel room isn't so terrible, I'll be happy to toast a Jack's Spicey Pumpkin Ale with ya before checking up on your ramblings.
Chill up the pumpkin ale, it's going to be a bumpy two weeks!