>
> Did you really have a stroke? I did notice you weren't around, but
> many have fallen off. This past few weeks I was on my longest vacation
> in years and then had trouble with my 'puter and then with my ISP
> after I came back.
>
> about the women thing... if you knew me and some of my history back in
> the 70's you'd be amused.
>
> Interestingly, I do think many men do identify with and get
> terrifically turned on to see women in traditional roles, say cooking
> in the kitchen, in retro regalia, like an apron. Or scrubbing the
> floor like this. The older the guy, the more I think this is so,
> regardless of how politically correct he may think he is now.
>
> I remember in the late 70's one girl that was a couple years younger
> than me, but looked up to me (I had graduated and I was active
> politically on campus) saw more and announced that she no longer
> shaved her legs (and she had GREAT legs) because she was now
> "liberated". She expected me to congratulate her but was very sorely
> disappointed when I told her the truth, that I didn't care for it. I
> tried to explain that our sexual preferences and instincts go way back
> to early childhood and that we are "conditioned" so powerfully that I
> couldn't honestly just pretend to like this step toward "equality"
> since we men aren't burdened by having to shave our legs.
>
> Anyway, we went to some dive bar up in Carlstadt NJ and she was pissed
> at me all night. The next year, her senior year, I visited her at
> college and I noticed her legs were now clean shaven and perfect
> again, and she never mentioned her unshaven experiment.
>
> Anyway the point is that what we like sexually can't just be changed
> as we get older but in a way is hard-wired in early on. I'm not saying
> it's impossible to change, some change does happen, but big changes
> are not easy. - Doc
>
> ps: Stroke really? Howze it hanging and how are you doing now?
>
Although I have seen many pics or pictorials depicting women in more
"tradidional" settings,ie; scrubbing the floor, as a maid, or in the
kitchen, I will simply have to take your word for it.
I am sitting here thinking, and I can't really come up with some
defining moment or episode that formed my own opinions. Maybe it's a
fear of being labled a chauvinist or something, I don't really know...
But when I do see the aforementioned pics, my normal reaction is to
wince, then go on to the next set of pictures. There's something
chauvinistic or "2nd citizen kind of thing" going on there for me.
On the other hand, take Erin for instance. She has always impressed me
as "real" or a genuine individual. She's not necessarily glamorous, and
I have always see her as "it's just me" kind of person. I didn't
explain that as well as I would have liked, but what I mean is that I
can actually envision her scrubbing her kitchen floor! I don't have a
problem seeing her in that setting.
And to compare that with that intersting woman from England you
photographed awhile back... She never scrubs a bathroom or kitchen
floor!
There maybe some men who fantasize about women in "tradidional" roles,
but that's out of my realm. To me, it's about the same as those
encasement fantasies. I accept that some men are really into that, but
frankly, I don't get it...
And as far as the stroke, Yeah, it happened to me. I was sort of an
idiot, actually. There was no pain, no discomfort, I just woke up on
Friday morning, and normally went to roll out of bed, but suddenly found
myself laying there, not exactly realizing why I couldn't roll out of
bed!
It took me a minute to realize that my arm and leg weren't working! The
idiot part had to do with me suddenly thinking that strokes only occur
on the left side. Therefore I didn't suffer a stroke, but must had
something else happen.
Then, for some reason, the use of my leg and arm started to come back.
I got dressed and went to my chiropractor, as obviously I popped
somehting major out of place!
He was not able to help me, but set up an appointment for the following
day. When I didn't show up, the girls in his office became worried
about me, and called the police!
It took a long time for me to fall asleep, and at 11:00 I'm awaken by
the police banging on my door! It took me almost 30 minutes to get to
the door and open it. The first officer that entered exclaimed, "You
have had a stroke, sir!" And eventually I had my first ambulance ride.
(Talking about ruining your weekend!)
They couldn't get the gurney in the house, so I was literally carried
out of the house, under the watchful eyes of at least 10 neighbours.
Talk about embarrising!
Regarding the stroke I had, it was quite a minor one, as I was to learn.
When I was admitted to the hospital (another first) I couldn't raise my
arm whatsoever, but the next morning, I could raise my arm over my head.
Walking was another matter. I now know why so many stroke victims I see
do that goose step kind of walk. You have to sort of kick out the leg
that doesn't work by thrusting your hip forward, but within three days I
was almost walking normally.
As for the reasons why, or what happened, I still don't know. I had a
CAT scan twice, and a lesion appeared on the second one. Whether that
was from a vessel bursting, or a blockage, was never determined.
Oh, and one funny story...
I was told of a support group for stroke victims that met at the
hospital I was at, and they met twice a week. It was suggested that
maybe I should attend. I was in the hospital 6 days, and a week after I
was paroled, I chose to attend this group.
At this point, other than a very slight limp, there was no outward
manifestation of what had happened. I found the room, bounded in, and
took a seat. Suddenly I noticed I was getting very strange stares from
those already in the room. There was one guy who slowly entered the
room, doing that goofy goose step, and I noticed his arm was quite
misshapen. Just by looking at the guy, I figured he was in his 80's or
thereabouts.
When the meeting got going, the people there discussed all sorts of
horrific things. How they dealt with bathroom problems, choking, failed
memories, and other symptoms. When they got around to me, about all I
could say was that my typing speed went from about 75wpm to about 15wpm,
and that I didn't think I'd ever play the drums the way I used to!
All 12 or so that were in this meeting turned and stared at me. Reading
minds, they were thinking, "Okay rookie... Quit showing off and come
back when you have a real stroke"
And the guy I described earlier, that I thought was in his 80's? He was
66...
Needless to say, that was the last time I enjoined myself in any kind of
suppost group!
And as far as I am now... I'm doing okay. I no longer have the limp,
and I have lost a little dexterity in my left hand. It took me longer
to get my typing speed back to where it used to be (with 10 more
mistakes) than anything else. I never had a problem with speech,
memory, or anything else. It was just the arm and leg...
All in all, it was a very minor stroke, and most have told me to think
of this as a warning.
I did lose about 35 pounds afterwards, and I quit smoking for a month,
but being the part-time idiot that I am, I started again... I do
exercise more now, but I did stop with the medication. I don't have
medical insurance (temporarily) and the Topamax and Aggrenox was costing
me $454.90 a pop. I figured that either I'll have another stroke, or
wind up living under an overpass and I like my house! I am taking fish
oil and garlic pills, so we shall see...
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