September 1, 2021

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

Oh man, the other day was a drag. I had to go to the ER, take the ambulance, another trip to the ER. I’ll explain why.

The pharmacy where for 10 years gave me my correct dosage of anti-seizure medicine, (I’m on three different types of anti-seizure medicine), - well, to make a long story short: the pharmacy messed up and gave me the wrong type of drugs. I found out at 9 at night. I had no back up drugs, no way of contacting the doctor or nurse. The only way I could get the drugs I needed was through the ER. So that’s why I had to call 911. I guess you could say it was a pre-emptive strike.

The main drug that stops my seizures is a new experimental drug. I guess I should change my name to guinea pig. Anyway, all is cool now. Just another story, right?

I guess, if anything, people should always check their perscription drugs, right when they get them. Don’t assume the pharmacy has everything correct. Always double check.

On another note, walking has been very strange for me. I’ve been doing good on the walker, and the therapist, but then when I go back to use the old walker and harness, I don’t do so good. It’s almost as if I’ve outgrown the old system, and I’m getting better at the new one. It’s frustrating, but I guess it’s an advancement. Speaking of frustration, man, it’s a drag being like this. I get very frustrated because I have dreams and plans and I can’t do them right now. I guess I gotta just cool my jets and chill out. But after 10 years, it’s hard to chill out. You know, when you’re like this, you can go through extreme ups and downs. I guess it’s a roller coaster of life. Right? Anyway, that’s it for now. I’m gonna go paint a flower with my friend here. It’s a rainy day, so maybe it’s a good idea.

Love, B. Nice

August 25, 202

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

I’m presently sick of being like the way I am. It’s very frustrating. Above is my attempt at making the perfect flower. Actually, it is perfect, as perfectly _______ ______ ______ . I kind of like it. Anyway, I’m tired of being like I am, but I guess there’s not much you can do about it. I work hard every day. It’s been over 10 years now. But, you have your ups and downs when you’re like this. I guess I’m on a down slope. Nowhere to go but UP, right? Anyway, that’s all I’m gonna say for this week. I don’t feel like blogging.

See you guys at the bar. Love, B. Nice

August 20, 2021

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

Yay! I made it. Two days ago was not my favorite day. You see, August 18th 2009 is when I started my journey I’m on. It was my first brain bleed. Right around then is when my life officially became a bad country song. My woman declared to me she’s taking our kid and moving to Texas. She sold the house on the ocean I had built. Gave away my pick up. You see, bad country song. Oh yeah, she gave me the dog, but the dog died. See, bad country song.

Then my friends went and got my clothes, my cameras, my surf boards, and the handmade winchester rifle my daddy gave me. See, bad country song. Now I live by myself, actually with my new smelly dog, in a stone house, by the side of the road. I even have a collection of old guitars I can’t play. The country song continues.

Actually, this whole journney has been kind of cool, believe it or not. I’ve learned a lot of things and a lot of angels have been revealed to me. Actually, I don’t call them angels. It’s kind of corny, but I call them sparks because they bring a spark of light to my darkness. Man, talk about stumbling around in the dark, LOL.

That’s about it for this week. I just wanted to let you know I made it. I always seem to have a hard time around August 18th.

That’s it for this week. Love you guys. Love, B. Nice

P.S. Hey, there’s a spark right in front of me!

August 5, 2021

Welcome everybody, to the blog where I talk about the present.

In my situation, social media is bittersweet. Let me explain. Sweet because I can look at pictures of my kid growing up. Bitter because I can look at pictures of my kid growing up without me. (That’s a whole nother story.) The kid lives in Texas. So between the distance, me being in a hospital, covid, and other factors, it’s getting more and more difficult to see her. I haven’t seen the kid in almost 3 years. Crazy. I miss the kid a lot.

Some of the pictures of my kid are crazy. It’s like looking at a mini-me. She looks like she has quite the sense of humor. Gee, I wonder where she got that from.

On another note, my therapist came by the other day. You know, he’s got me walking on a walker again. I walked on the walker after my first operation in 2010. Man, it’s tough. I’ll tell ya. You know, I trained as a competitive runner for about 9 years. Just walking with a walker 15 feet is like doing one of the toughest workouts in track and field. Crazy. I never thought I’d be doing this.

On another nother note, you know what’s crazy? Having a garden when you’re in the condition I’m in. It’s kinda cool. You know I see double, so if I plant some flowers, I see double the amount. I get two for the price of one - ha ha ha. My roses look pretty kick-ass. Aw man, listen to me. I used to talk about girls. Now I talk about roses.

Overall though, it’s been an average week. I just put my head down and keep trying to get better. It’s happening, but it’s slow. So, if you’re out there, and you’re like me, Get ready. Get ready for the long haul.

Love, B. Nice

July 21, 2021

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.

People often ask me why I get up so early. I always reply, well, I’ve kind of been conditioned to get up early. You see, when I was a fashion photographer, I would always get up early to get the good light. And then, as a competitive runner, I got up early to train and race. What I’m going through right now is kind of like a big race. You see, when you get up for a race, you’re pumped up, your adrenalin is flowing. You’re hyper-active, concentrating on the up and coming event. What I’m going through now is kind of like that. Every day. I mean, it’s been over a decade, but I treat every day like it’s the first day. I’m also happy to wake up. I mean, there are many times I possibly wouldn’t have woken up. So I’m grateful for each day, and approach it with enthusiasm.

So, check it out. My friend here and I are going to do a documentary. I won’t tell you how I’m gonna format it, but it’s basically about these healthcare workers and how they are underpaid and over worked. I’ll fill you in more on the details later, but it’s a cool project, and it’s about time we all appreciate these workers. Believe me, we’re all gonna need them in the future. After all, we all want to stay home as long as possible, right? I mean, you can’t bring a smelly dog into a nursing home, can you?

That’s it. B. Nice signing off. Love and miss you all, Love, B. Nice