So I made this spot following a script. I didn't choose the music, and I hate it. But I did pretty much everything else. It's no biggie, but kinda cool.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Marla... My tumor.
"If I did have a tumor, I'd call it Marla." - Jack, Fight Club
And so I do. It's name is Marla. Perhaps this is all because I said I didn't think Fight Club was my favorite movie anymore. Anyway, today I went to the Doctor to re-dress and apparently get results of the biopsy. I'll try my best to explain what's happening.
White piece of paper from Doctor says:
"Sections reveal a fragment of soft tissue containing a partially circumscribed nodule composed of oval to spindled cells admixed with collagen. Scattered multinucleated giant cells are present. There is abundant metaplastic bone formation. A few scattered mitotic figures are present within the proliferation. There is no significant atypia of the cells. Lymph node tissue is not identified. The histologic features are consistent with a giant cell tumor of soft tissue."
Whew! What the fuck does that all mean? Well, what I finally got out of it in short was, a giant cell tumor of low malignant potential. So I have a benign tumor. It's really rare and it usually happens inside bones. She said that she had a hard time finding results based on soft tissue. The Doctor went over each sentence with me. It was fairly confusing. One part I found interesting was the abundant metaplastic bone formation. She said it was kinda like people who have tumors in their stomach and they have hair and teeth. But it wasn't exactly that. This sentence just meant that it was actually forming little tiny bones I guess; or something like that. Pretty crazy. All the other sentences pretty much mean that no signs are pointing to cancer. Yay me! But there is of course that low potential. It's apparently extremely low. So, now I'll have to have surgery. When it will be, I'm not sure. I start getting insurance in December, I think. But if I find out that it won't cover this, even though it will be through my job, then I'll have the surgery sooner than later. I found out that depending on the policy and sometimes depending on how long you have not had insurance, they can deny coverage for surgery because of pre-existing conditions despite being insurance through a job. So there is a end in sight; just not sure when it'll be.
They pulled out the sutures and put a large piece of gauze on it and wrapped it up. Doc said it was doing really well. I don't go back in until next Tuesday. So I guess this is all a good sign.
On a job note, I've started to edit more and more commercials. Today I started from scratch a 2009 Acura TL spot. I get to choose the footage and how it goes together. It's great fun; at least for me.
-BJ
And so I do. It's name is Marla. Perhaps this is all because I said I didn't think Fight Club was my favorite movie anymore. Anyway, today I went to the Doctor to re-dress and apparently get results of the biopsy. I'll try my best to explain what's happening.
White piece of paper from Doctor says:
"Sections reveal a fragment of soft tissue containing a partially circumscribed nodule composed of oval to spindled cells admixed with collagen. Scattered multinucleated giant cells are present. There is abundant metaplastic bone formation. A few scattered mitotic figures are present within the proliferation. There is no significant atypia of the cells. Lymph node tissue is not identified. The histologic features are consistent with a giant cell tumor of soft tissue."
Whew! What the fuck does that all mean? Well, what I finally got out of it in short was, a giant cell tumor of low malignant potential. So I have a benign tumor. It's really rare and it usually happens inside bones. She said that she had a hard time finding results based on soft tissue. The Doctor went over each sentence with me. It was fairly confusing. One part I found interesting was the abundant metaplastic bone formation. She said it was kinda like people who have tumors in their stomach and they have hair and teeth. But it wasn't exactly that. This sentence just meant that it was actually forming little tiny bones I guess; or something like that. Pretty crazy. All the other sentences pretty much mean that no signs are pointing to cancer. Yay me! But there is of course that low potential. It's apparently extremely low. So, now I'll have to have surgery. When it will be, I'm not sure. I start getting insurance in December, I think. But if I find out that it won't cover this, even though it will be through my job, then I'll have the surgery sooner than later. I found out that depending on the policy and sometimes depending on how long you have not had insurance, they can deny coverage for surgery because of pre-existing conditions despite being insurance through a job. So there is a end in sight; just not sure when it'll be.
They pulled out the sutures and put a large piece of gauze on it and wrapped it up. Doc said it was doing really well. I don't go back in until next Tuesday. So I guess this is all a good sign.
On a job note, I've started to edit more and more commercials. Today I started from scratch a 2009 Acura TL spot. I get to choose the footage and how it goes together. It's great fun; at least for me.
-BJ
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Tough Cookie
So on Tuesday, September 30th, I went in to get cut open and see what the hell this lump in my arm was all about. I was pretty nervous about the procedure. I mean, I didn't think i was going to die or anything, it was just that I was going to be cut open; not all that fun. So I arrive there and wait for about an hour to get into a room. Then I wait another 45 minutes or so to get things started. I ask if it's okay to listen to music while the procedure takes place. Indeed it was. I had loaded up my phone with a bunch of Underworld; my favorite band. I turn it on as the procedure starts. They clean it off, spray some cold stuff on it, inject the numbing solution and start working. It wasn't that bad. There were plenty of uncomfortable feelings, pressure and just odd thoughts as she told me about how she had her finger in there and was feeling around. Sadly, she was not able to get the entire lump out. She said that it was firmly attached and that if the lump had been a little more giving and could be pulled a little toward the outside, she would have got it. But she didn't feel comfortable trying to get the whole thing. Instead she cut a pie wedge chunk and a little bit more to send to the pathologist. She said it would take about a week or so to get anything back. They wrapped up my arm after what I found out a few days later was two stitches, and sent me on my way. They set up an appointment for a redress in two days.
Two days later I come in for the redress. So hears what I thought was happening, take off my bloody bandages, and put clean ones one. That was not what was happening at all! Well I suppose that did happen after why I was really there. So it would seem that they had to leave a special gauze in there to soak up the drainage, seepage, whatever. So today they needed to remove the old gauze and pack new gauze. This is not fun. At all. I came prepared for a new wrap job. I was on zero pain killers and they decided not to numb the area. I'm not really sure why they didn't do that. I remember breaking my ankle and that was really painful. This is probably a close second only because it was only for about 5 minutes instead of weeks. Although, I have been dealing with pain for weeks now, just not as excruciating as what took place this day. Once it was over the Doctor and assistant kept asking if I was okay. They apparently were amazed at how well i endured the pain. During the repack the Doctor told me it was okay to scream profanity and call her names as she was married to a truck driver. I did a lot of breathing and concentration; and squeezing the assistants ring and pinky fingers. They also mentioned that it was one of the biggest packing jobs they have ever had to do. By the end of it Dr. Sprangel said that I was one tough cookie. I laughed and told her that's what my wife calls me; Cookie. She told me to tell her that I was no longer a cookie, but a tough cookie.
I left the Doctor's office and headed over to my Mom's to help her set up her new TV and PS3. Thankfully, I had asked Curtis to come over and help me because I was in no condition ot pull cables around and reach for different electronics. Curtis was a big help. I got Mom's PS3 up and running, put a game on it for her and headed back to Ashland.
The next day I woke up feeling like crap. I had a headache and felt nauseous. I got dressed and started drinking a glass of milk. I didn't make it through the glass of milk before it was time to head to the bathroom and remove that milk instantly from my body. I called into work, which I really didn't want to do. Went to bed and drank some water which came back up later anyway. Finally around 7:30pm I started to feel slightly better and had some soup. Saturday I tried to go into work and do some stuff I was going to do on Friday only to find that the computers were borked and I couldn't do anything on them. So I ended up hanging with Ginger the rest of the day. Sunday was spent playing Ninja Gaiden 2. (See my review over at Nosh's Game Emporium. http://noshimitsu-games.blogspot.com/ )
Monday was time for another repack on the arm. This time, I procured a driver and took two of my pain pills when heading out. They also used some numbing stuff. This time went way smoother and was over before I knew it. There were no results from the biopsy yet, so hopefully Thursday when I go in again for the redress.
Well that was long probably boring for any of you who read this. Work is getting better. they're giving me actual spots to edit and stuff. I still have a ton to learn, but it's a lot of fun. Guess that's about it for now. Until next time, same Bat time, same Bat channel.
-BJ
Two days later I come in for the redress. So hears what I thought was happening, take off my bloody bandages, and put clean ones one. That was not what was happening at all! Well I suppose that did happen after why I was really there. So it would seem that they had to leave a special gauze in there to soak up the drainage, seepage, whatever. So today they needed to remove the old gauze and pack new gauze. This is not fun. At all. I came prepared for a new wrap job. I was on zero pain killers and they decided not to numb the area. I'm not really sure why they didn't do that. I remember breaking my ankle and that was really painful. This is probably a close second only because it was only for about 5 minutes instead of weeks. Although, I have been dealing with pain for weeks now, just not as excruciating as what took place this day. Once it was over the Doctor and assistant kept asking if I was okay. They apparently were amazed at how well i endured the pain. During the repack the Doctor told me it was okay to scream profanity and call her names as she was married to a truck driver. I did a lot of breathing and concentration; and squeezing the assistants ring and pinky fingers. They also mentioned that it was one of the biggest packing jobs they have ever had to do. By the end of it Dr. Sprangel said that I was one tough cookie. I laughed and told her that's what my wife calls me; Cookie. She told me to tell her that I was no longer a cookie, but a tough cookie.
I left the Doctor's office and headed over to my Mom's to help her set up her new TV and PS3. Thankfully, I had asked Curtis to come over and help me because I was in no condition ot pull cables around and reach for different electronics. Curtis was a big help. I got Mom's PS3 up and running, put a game on it for her and headed back to Ashland.
The next day I woke up feeling like crap. I had a headache and felt nauseous. I got dressed and started drinking a glass of milk. I didn't make it through the glass of milk before it was time to head to the bathroom and remove that milk instantly from my body. I called into work, which I really didn't want to do. Went to bed and drank some water which came back up later anyway. Finally around 7:30pm I started to feel slightly better and had some soup. Saturday I tried to go into work and do some stuff I was going to do on Friday only to find that the computers were borked and I couldn't do anything on them. So I ended up hanging with Ginger the rest of the day. Sunday was spent playing Ninja Gaiden 2. (See my review over at Nosh's Game Emporium. http://noshimitsu-games.blogspot.com/ )
Monday was time for another repack on the arm. This time, I procured a driver and took two of my pain pills when heading out. They also used some numbing stuff. This time went way smoother and was over before I knew it. There were no results from the biopsy yet, so hopefully Thursday when I go in again for the redress.
Well that was long probably boring for any of you who read this. Work is getting better. they're giving me actual spots to edit and stuff. I still have a ton to learn, but it's a lot of fun. Guess that's about it for now. Until next time, same Bat time, same Bat channel.
-BJ
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