People love complaining, right? Complain about everything (life, health, bad luck, random shit etc)
Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2017 10:35 pm
As some might now, I'm sick af. And not in the cool way.
Quick rundown (of what I remember)
1992 - Diagnosed with Langerhans Cell Histiocytosis (was classified as a type of cancer in June 2017ish)
Between 1992-2012 - I've calculated that I got a syringe of chemo about every 2.5-3 weeks (varied between every day to once ever 3 months), During that time, infections galore, two spine surgeries (got two titanium rods to support the spine) because in 1992 I had a donut-shaped tumour around my spine they had to whittle away. So I was in a giant wagon, laying down for years,
2012 - Bonemarrowtransplant because my bonemarrow was dying, which gave me pre-leukaemia, so the transplant was rushed (had 2.5 months left on Bachelor degree). It went well for about 6 months and I was biking every other day or so. Life was kinda good.
Fall 2012 I got something called GVH (Graft vs. Host Disease, no they aren't Street Fighter characters) which is basically my donor's bonemarrow (my brothers <3) thinks I'm a foreigner, an illegal immigrant. They think they are in my brother still, so they see me as a threat. Basically like the Mexican-American border.
September 2014 - After 2 years of living on Coca-Cola and tomato-soup, I lost 15-20kg and I had 3 pneumonia's that just wouldn't go away. So they hospitalised me, I got 43*C fever (110ish F), put in coma for 4 weeks. Started getting better during December.
January 2015 - At rehab. Doing kinda good. Suddenly 43*C fever again aaaaaand put in coma for 3 weeks. Apparently, having two bedsores that literally went as deep as to the bone (yup) isn't that neat. So got some bone infection thing or whatever.
Rehab in September 2015 - 8 months of lying in bed (an almost one ton bed with fibreglass blowing around to created a cloud of air to lye on) but could get up and do some physiotherapy.
February 2016 - Finally home. In wheelchair. Can stand and walk a bit with help. Hooked on Oxy (withdrawals suck, I get why junkies want to kill for some dope)
The Present - Can walk a bit, but back hurts after a few steps. Not bad upperbody strength since I can bench without massive amounts of pain. No stamina. Alt-Right Nazi haircut because my hair doesn't grow that much on the sides :p
Also bored af all day, every day. I'm literally like Spoony, without the alcoholism, laziness, condescending, ungrateful, massive cunt and a legit reason for having no life and not making things up, like his breathing problems, anxiety attacks and the dosen other imaginative health issues he has.
So yeah... anything you people want to complain about? I like people complaining xD
Quick rundown (of what I remember)
1992 - Diagnosed with Langerhans Cell Histiocytosis (was classified as a type of cancer in June 2017ish)
Between 1992-2012 - I've calculated that I got a syringe of chemo about every 2.5-3 weeks (varied between every day to once ever 3 months), During that time, infections galore, two spine surgeries (got two titanium rods to support the spine) because in 1992 I had a donut-shaped tumour around my spine they had to whittle away. So I was in a giant wagon, laying down for years,
2012 - Bonemarrowtransplant because my bonemarrow was dying, which gave me pre-leukaemia, so the transplant was rushed (had 2.5 months left on Bachelor degree). It went well for about 6 months and I was biking every other day or so. Life was kinda good.
Fall 2012 I got something called GVH (Graft vs. Host Disease, no they aren't Street Fighter characters) which is basically my donor's bonemarrow (my brothers <3) thinks I'm a foreigner, an illegal immigrant. They think they are in my brother still, so they see me as a threat. Basically like the Mexican-American border.
September 2014 - After 2 years of living on Coca-Cola and tomato-soup, I lost 15-20kg and I had 3 pneumonia's that just wouldn't go away. So they hospitalised me, I got 43*C fever (110ish F), put in coma for 4 weeks. Started getting better during December.
January 2015 - At rehab. Doing kinda good. Suddenly 43*C fever again aaaaaand put in coma for 3 weeks. Apparently, having two bedsores that literally went as deep as to the bone (yup) isn't that neat. So got some bone infection thing or whatever.
Rehab in September 2015 - 8 months of lying in bed (an almost one ton bed with fibreglass blowing around to created a cloud of air to lye on) but could get up and do some physiotherapy.
February 2016 - Finally home. In wheelchair. Can stand and walk a bit with help. Hooked on Oxy (withdrawals suck, I get why junkies want to kill for some dope)
The Present - Can walk a bit, but back hurts after a few steps. Not bad upperbody strength since I can bench without massive amounts of pain. No stamina. Alt-Right Nazi haircut because my hair doesn't grow that much on the sides :p
Also bored af all day, every day. I'm literally like Spoony, without the alcoholism, laziness, condescending, ungrateful, massive cunt and a legit reason for having no life and not making things up, like his breathing problems, anxiety attacks and the dosen other imaginative health issues he has.
So yeah... anything you people want to complain about? I like people complaining xD