Poor beeggs.
Ornery little bastard.
It began a few years back with a heart attack. Then came the loss of kidney function.
Next came the cart-wheeling, high-speed car wreck we remember back in December that left an already beat-to-hell-body in shattered condition.
In March, beeggs took a bullet. (I confess I don't know how or why. Probably because he's an ornery little bastard.)
Still under heavy medication from all this, he thought the choking sensations he was recently experiencing were an opioid reaction. Then last week, doctors rushed him into surgery and removed a huge lump of cancer from his throat. They think they got it all, but he was unconscious and on the critical list for several days.
According to brother Brian, it is beeggs' function in life to "get hit with everything so other people don't have to."
Beeggs woke up Wednesday and was flown home with wife Nikki. He now has a functioning laptop, a few working fingers, and is hopefully propped up in front of a TV for tomorrow's tilt, which I'm sure he concurs is the only thing in life that truly matters right now.
If anybody wants to prop him up a little more, send him your thoughts on Saturday as we beat the brakes off the reptiles. The ornery little bastard could probably use all the well-wishes he can get.
Ornery little bastard.
It began a few years back with a heart attack. Then came the loss of kidney function.
Next came the cart-wheeling, high-speed car wreck we remember back in December that left an already beat-to-hell-body in shattered condition.
In March, beeggs took a bullet. (I confess I don't know how or why. Probably because he's an ornery little bastard.)
Still under heavy medication from all this, he thought the choking sensations he was recently experiencing were an opioid reaction. Then last week, doctors rushed him into surgery and removed a huge lump of cancer from his throat. They think they got it all, but he was unconscious and on the critical list for several days.
According to brother Brian, it is beeggs' function in life to "get hit with everything so other people don't have to."
Beeggs woke up Wednesday and was flown home with wife Nikki. He now has a functioning laptop, a few working fingers, and is hopefully propped up in front of a TV for tomorrow's tilt, which I'm sure he concurs is the only thing in life that truly matters right now.
If anybody wants to prop him up a little more, send him your thoughts on Saturday as we beat the brakes off the reptiles. The ornery little bastard could probably use all the well-wishes he can get.
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