All Things Rowdy

Even 50 Cent has got to give me props and sing my praises! Rowdy Rowdy! I was down before he was even born..... I've been thinking about the celebration of my life, aka my birthday! As I am soo freaking happy being alive this year I feel it should be a blow out. Orginally this was planned as being catered with a taco truck, mobile laser tag, jumpy house and live band. A party in every sense of the word. But then I changed my mind. Kinda. I think I will still have people over and such but not sure it is going to be such a huge production for my guests. Sorry. What I have been thinking about though is the gift/s I am going to ask the ever so compassionate, understanding and long suffering Super D for. And it pretty much boils down to the 3 things that drive my life as far as "things" go; guns, motorcycles, cars, jiu jitsu. There are a few other things there of course, but you get the idea. Since it is just a wish list, and hopefully no one takes it badly, I might just put ...

I can not freaking wait until I am not hooked up to some sort of machine! I feel like a cyborg or something. Not even close to bionic. But like the first terminator I just keep moving forward. I have no other option.... That is the goal I keep crawling towards, no machine hooked to me, no holes in me. rrrrrrrrraaaaaaawwwwwrrrrrrrrr, don't stop moving (incessant mechanical whirring)

My family is fasting (refraining from eating food for at least two meals) and praying (communicating with their God) for a betterment of my health. They have faith, a belief system and follow it. They believe that by not eating you put the body in subjection to the spirit. This combined with prayer is an effective way to communicate with God, in a deeper way. To petition him for his blessings. My family is doing this for me tomorrow, Sunday. If you wish to join in whatever way you wish, I give you my humble thanks. I can not do this alone and am thankful for all I have received. 'Till we meet again dear friends........

Monday was President's Day and K had it off so we thought we'd go to the movie together. About half way through it I started to feel really cold. By the time the movie was out I was shivering uncontrollably. It has been unseasonably cold here in San Diego so I thought it was just that. A few hours later I had a routine check up with my surgeon to check on the course of the infection that still was unresolved in my surgical wounds. I was obviously ill but when my vitals came back with a pulse of 119, temp of 103.7 and respirations of 20 it was clinically obvious as well that something was wrong with me. That is when my surgeon told me to lay down as they were going to admit me to the hospital and his MA started packing me in ice and giving me Tylenol. Four hours later I was in a hospital bed and getting ready for my CT scan. Their initial thoughts being I had a fistula, needed to be NPO (nothing by mouth), and be on TPN (the fancy liquid food into my vein) through a PICC line (t...

I am home from my latest 5 day hospital stay! More info to come later.

Unless you or your "partner" had sex with a dog or a cat or whatever, your pet is not a member of your family. You are not its parent and it is not your child. You basically have a slave you use for your own emotional pleasure. People > Animals

A shark and a laundry machine. This is my life. Palomar Raceway Nope, it's not Bavaria, but it is over 5,000 feet. Snow in SD county! you shouldn't have to wear a parka to ANYTHING in san diego! pretty good seats aren't stitches supposed to stay inside you?? sung to the tune of 'big butts' by sir mix a lot, "i like a sushi lunch and i can not lie"

I am totally living life in reverse. Roughly I think most people's idea of normal life progression would be something like this: care free teenager-college-good job-married and kids-retired with no job-get old and get sick-the end. Check it how I do though with my age and live reversing style! 15-hospitalized with life changing illness 20-married with kids 25-divorced/single 26-college freshman 31-starting a new career 35-no job, avoiding housework, watching tv, basically being a teenager See what I mean. Other than the college to career track I have basically lived life backwards compared to most. Pretty much I have to start taking naps then in a year wearing diapers and the cycle will be complete.

In 2010 I accomplished 9 of my 12 goals. I didn't do a church thing I wanted to, I didn't send a book to someone I said I would and I wasn't able to to 20 pull ups on the rings by my birthday. Other than that I did everything I wanted to. For 2011 I have already failed on growing my hair out for the whole year. My scalp really was letting me know it did not like longer hair. So massive amounts of dandruff or short hair? I chose short hair. I also wanted to do 4 IBJJF tournaments, I don't think I will be able to do more than 1. The biggest part of that and another goal was to go to Brazil in July and compete in the International Masters and Seniors Championships in Rio. And win my class. But if it is almost March and I haven't been able to train or roll for 7 months there is no way I can be ready for that level of competition in 3 months of training. So I'm gonna miss Pans, Mundials, Int M&s, Pro-Gi World trials. I might make the US Open and world no-gi. Or I...

Things I like about today: I didn't have to wake up to an alarm clock. My shark hoody. How my new clothes and haircut from yesterday look on me. The sugar packing treatment of my wounds is yielding a noticeable change for the better. Papas y juevos y chorizo burrito for breakfast. I feel energetic enough to want to do the dishes, the laundry, change the burnt out porch light bulbs and make dinner tonight. No candy in the house to tempt me as I was the 'snack assassin' and threw them all away yesterday. Not even soda! I got to do a little bit of weight lifting last night and I don't hurt this morning. Que cosas are you happy about hoy?

McDonalds, here is a big middle finger to you for having bathrooms that require a quarter to unlock and use. WTH? Err and Ignignokt, do your thang!!

"There are worse things awaiting man than death."-Count Dracula

Has my life devolved to this? Sitting, waiting, wishing? The "you" in this song is not some female I'm pining for, but rather the thing I want most right now, to be healed and whole. Listen to the song thinking of it metaphorically and shed a tear with me:

I was talking to a friend of mine, another doctor, and he deals quite a bit with non-healing wounds and he asked me how my health was. I filled him in on what was happening and the treatment so far. It was his opinion that my treatment was a little substandard and should be going a different direction. After I pulled up my shirt and showed him my wounds he said, "You know you should treat that with sugar." And then I asked, "What? Are you serious? Like sugar sugar? What do you mean?" "Well I read it a long time ago when I was in med school and working in the library. I was just reading random publications and came across this study. And I've been using it in my practice ever since." "So what do I do? Won't sugar feed my infection? Will it hurt?" He then replied. "Take off your dressing, pull out your packing, get some regular table sugar and pour it into your wound. Cover it really well as the sugar will eventually melt and start to ...

Actually, I'm losing the fight with an infection at the moment. I hope I do eventually win though. I have a nosocomial (hospital acquired) infection of some strain from the Enterobacter family. It has been expressing its self through two of my three recent surgical scars. Since the antibiotics aren't working they cut my scars open, to release what was inside them and determine the extent of my infection. That did not totally clear up the issue. The source of where is is all coming from is unknown. I am getting a CAT scan tomorrow, Sunday, in the morning. Then I meet with the surgeons again Monday afternoon. It could be them putting in some drain tubes. It could be surgery again, but only on the surface, not into my peritoneal cavity. But if the infection and pus is from really deep inside, then I'll have to be totally cut open again. So yeah, I'm walking around with these two great gashes in me. Fun times!

My belly plus new scalpel equals 6" x 4" x3/4" thick dressing totally soaked with blood.

I just got home from watching the cartoon movie Tangled. I'd give it a 5/10 overall. It's no little mermaid or beauty and the beast. Definitely not Sleeping Beauty!! But I'n not here to write about the film overall. What struck in particular was the nature of the antagonist, Mother Gothel. Originally she is portrayed as the typical selfish, loner, beauty obsessed witch. Once she captures the baby princess and takes her to the tower we are presented with a mother and child dynamic not so easily detected as evil, wrong and horrible. This is why I think this Gothel character is the most evil of all the Disney female villains. The play on the trust between parent and child, one being innocent and the other not so. The level of subtle deception, manipulation, emotional blackmail and abuse are at such a level I think a young child would have a hard time identifying her immediately as the "bad guy". Even listening to the little children in the theater at the time I went ...

Happy 183rd birthday man. Oh and thanks for the oldest book in my collection, an 1874 copy of "Tour of the World in 80 Days".

Something has changed from being bed ridden basically for 6 months. No way you can guess what it is, unless you have been watching my TV habits. Have you? I have learned to like watching American football. College and NFL. I will purposely watch it on TV, read some news updates and actually enjoy watching the game. Now this is something big as of a year ago this was my sum total of football knowledge and experience in my whole life: Jim Zorn jersey as a kid Atlanta Falcons helmet around the same time playing two on two with the neighbor kids going to two college football games one broken finger playing flag football once as an adult I had no idea how many points were for a touchdown even. Knew no players, no rules, no positions. What originally hooked me was that the games last a long time, so I get my tv viewing value, they were on all the time as it was the season and I needed an outlet for my appreciation for athleticism. Once I started to watch the game just to see the athletic abi...

Everyone seems to think my first name is a nickname or don't take it seriously. So I am going to change it. I was thinking I should change it to something more fitting.... Lando Matt? No..... to Star Warsy. But I do dig the cape. I got it!! I now know the perfect thing to change my name to and that accurately reflects my life. Laundro Matt!!! Now I just need one of the too many people I know in law school or just finished to help me with the paperwork.

There are times when I on the couch for hours, sore all over, sensitive to light, with a low grade fever and battling the infection I got in the hospital and I think to myself, "is this what it feels like to die?" You think about people who had some sort of bacterial infection just 50 years ago and they totally died from it. Like the old Oregon Trail game, you get dysentery and then die. And I've had amoebic dysentery that I caught in Iraq, so I know! While I know I am not dieing, I am just so tired of feeling run down and fighting my health. It's hard to be happy about 'just being alive', when you can't live how you would like. I can't even shower normally!! My doctor gave me Prozac and I took it for 2 days before I threw the pills away. Now I have 14 days of my fourth antibiotic in as many weeks to try and cure this rarer infection I have. Are they trying to create some new super resistant strain of Enterobactor in me??? Freak!

-Corn Pops cereal -giving my ostomy supplies to someone with no health insurance -finally knowing what caused my surgical wound infection -sunshine -my family and friends -my faith -licorice

2005- single, worked 2006- a good one 2007- out of state, separated for the whole week 2008- admitted to the hospital that day 2009- in the ER just for the night 2010- in the ER on my way to being admitted 2011- sick and with doctors appointments So 1.5 Valentines Days out of 7 have been "good". What's the .5 you ask? Well in 2009 I took my valentine to the supercross races at Qualcomm. It was a good time, till later in the evening when it was time to go to the ER 'cause I was sick. My nutritionist wants me to lessen my sugar consumption and increase my fat intake. Not cool when the two best specialty candy holidays, Valentines and Easter, are coming up. Sugar! Sugar!

So I went to free museum Tuesday at Balboa Park this morning. Wearing my shark hoody of course. There I am in the museum of natural history and this woman walks up to me and says she is doing a photo documentary of red heads and can she take my picture. Of course I say yes and she takes like 3 or 4 pictures of me. I then kinda watched her and she was legit. She was hitting up all the red heads for pictures, kids and adults. And here I thought my modeling career was over..............