BOBBY'S BLUES
Bobby Wightman-Cervantes: Sorry guys. I am really down. Walking is nearly impossible. The VA is holding on another eye glass prescription until they see how I respond to having the fluid removed from my brain on the 8th. On Monday, in hopes of strengthening the legs, I start physical therapy again. Sitting is so painful, but I'm better with the new chair I just got. Walking is horrible. The medication for the neuropathy has stopped working, so I live with the sensation my legs are being filleted nonstop. I have no internal thermostat, which is why I freeze all of the time. I wear flannel long underwear and flannel pajamas with double socks. My heater is at 73 and I feel like I am in a freezer. Everything is on hold until they drain the excessive brain fluid and see how I respond.
(EDITOR'S NOTE: Bobby Wightman-Cervantes', the publisher of The Brownsville Voice, ranting and raving has turned into an endless diatribe. Just like the numerous doctors he visits don't pay any attention to his many physical woes, the public stopped taking him seriously years ago. He is an absolute nobody who has convinced himself that he is a powerful somebody. How can an individual be so delusional? But we at The McHale Report enjoy Bobby's fulminations just like the king enjoys his jester's exhibitions. He has been kind to our founder, Dr. G.F. McHale-Scully, lately. He hasn't called him a bitch or a whore or a bought drunk or Mike Hernandez's puppet or a porn blogger. He is too obsessed with taking down all of Brownsville over an alleged gay slur. He believes that homophobic Brownsville is precipitating the suicides of hundreds of children. Brownsville is not anti-gay. Hell, we love Bobby. But there is a more serious issue that demands immediate attention. The doctor who is treating Bobby finds himself facing a dilemma. He is repeatedly asking his colleagues: "How can I possibly draw fluid if I can't find Bobby's brain?" But as those legendary coaches, Joe Rodriguez and Tom Chavez, used to say, "No pain! No gain!" For Bobby he ultimately escapes his aches and ills with yet another out-of-body experience because in the opinion of all the other bloggers Bobby is insane. Since the line is so thin, however, Bobby contends that we are too stupid to appreciate a genius. Bobby! Don't get well. You keep us chuckling with your personal hell.)
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