I "Bookmark"-ed a URL of Slashdot's FAQ about the new tagging system which also covered some things about the Slashdot Bookarking system, because I wanted to test it--and, I wanted to remind myself to come back and learn more about it, and to remember to use these tools more.
I go in for another surgery on June 30 (next Friday), and some of my doctors who know my medical history say that I am too thin and too "fragile" to survive a major surgery like this one, since I already have had all of my intestines removed (I have less than 1.5 ft. of small intestines, around 40 cm.) which makes me very mal-nourished. The surgery I am going in for, is to have my aortic valve replaced. I have developed a severe aortic stenosis. This comes from the original surgery for the appendectomy; when the doctor covered his tracks by refusing to treat the peritonitis that I'd developed after his first botched appendectomy--I went into toxic shock which meant that all my internal organs became infected; and this infected the valves in my heart. All since then, it has been downhill; but I've avoided open heart surgery until now...
hopefully, doing things like saving this URL in the Slashdot system will help to get me back on track when (IF! ) I get out of the hospital.
I don't expect anyone to read this, so I am just posting this for myself--sometimes when I get out of the hospital, the tole on my body which the severity of the surgery has taken is such that I forget everything that was happening before; books that I'd bought that I wanted to read (I hadn't had a chance to finish them before the surgery) just sit around, because when I look at them--I do not remember when I bought them, or why. And seeing them there, I cannot even figure it out--that is, *why* I had even bought them in the first place! "Godel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid" was such an amazing book! I read it, when I had been out of the hospital that time for a few months; but I didn't know why I had that book--I didn't remember it at all; I had to look up the receipt for the book in order to realize that I had been the one who bought it! In fact, I had thought it was someone else's; or maybe it had been bought for me by a friend.
In fact--since I had been in the hospital THAT time for five months--I tried to find the bookstore where my "previous self" had bought the book, but it had gone out of business. In any case, I could not recall why I had bought that book (to just look at it, it seemed "interesting" but so are a lot of books!) However when I began to read a little of it I realized that here were answers to many things which I had been wondering about, and working on in my studies of computer science! Maybe someone recommended it to me? I called it "GEB" for short, and I began finding a lot of references to it on the Internet later on, when I first got connected. But I still wonder how I managed to wind up with that book at home, waiting for me, when I got out of the hospital; like an omen or something, just sitting there, shiny reprint cover gleaming up at me!
For a book of which I had no clue why it was there, why I had bought it, and which as far as I knew, I had never even heard of before--I read it and studied from it so much that it actually wore out; pages fell out and had to be stuffed back in; and eventually I wound up actually buying another one--one day in a really big Barnes & Noble bookstore I saw a larger version of GEB which I quickly discovered was published by Basic Books--the publishers who originally published it. This was a paperback version, but it looked the same and was the same size as the original hardcover version. Plus, being published by Basic Books, it was "sturdier"; better paper and betterto read! Plus, I didn't start doing all that yellow highlighting and stuff that I did before; I already had my previous edition to refer to anyway if I wanted to see my old lighlights and underlinings.
I really hope that I survive this upcoming surgery; I know that I am dying, and that I need to have something done, and this appears to be the only way--to have the bad valve replaced. The new valve will be a tissue one, since the mechanical valve would mean that I would have to always take coumadin, and this would be real hard on my body, because of all the things that I've been through. I was supposed to die 24 years ago; and yet--I've made it this far. Perhaps I will survive even more. And I hope that I do; so that I can continue keeping a good home for my mother's dog (which I inherited when she died), and who would probably go to the pound if I were to die. And anyway, I don't feel like I am finished. So I must not die, if I am to continue to follow the dictates of the spirit (that's one way of saying it, anyway...)