Ontopic Health Thread: post your AIDS, diseases and infekshunz here.

I love you, bud.

I'm sorry the physical parts are so hard, and I'm angry that the people who are supposed to be helping you are more worried about the politeness of gas, or covering their own asses, even if it means leaving you in pain. you've got so much to deal with, you shouldn't have to deal with that, too.

If I was new to her or those types of people, I’d be looking for her superior to let them know they have an idiot in their ranks but being a social worker, some of her traits are probably useful in getting social worker shit done. The people on that side of the healthcare industry aren’t as human.
 
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Sifting through pics. I’m unable to access my Mac or cloud (and don’t care at this point) but there are some wicked pictures there, and in the file boxes in my closet that need scanning.

I think this is a couple years after the final surgery of that type and before the dent filled in a little more.
 
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I got three hours of sleep last night, and another two today. I really don’t know how I’m still going. My tremors require me to correct about half what I type. My breathing keeps getting even more shallow, even though I say I don’t know how much shallower it can get, it finds a way.

More late I hope. Love you guys and thanks again.
 
I got three hours of sleep last night, and another two today. I really don’t know how I’m still going. My tremors require me to correct about half what I type. My breathing keeps getting even more shallow, even though I say I don’t know how much shallower it can get, it finds a way.

More late I hope. Love you guys and thanks again.
Love you too, bocephus.
 
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I got three hours of sleep last night, and another two today. I really don’t know how I’m still going. My tremors require me to correct about half what I type. My breathing keeps getting even more shallow, even though I say I don’t know how much shallower it can get, it finds a way.

More late I hope. Love you guys and thanks again.
Love you baba. It's an honor to hang with you during this.
 
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I got three hours of sleep last night, and another two today. I really don’t know how I’m still going. My tremors require me to correct about half what I type. My breathing keeps getting even more shallow, even though I say I don’t know how much shallower it can get, it finds a way.

More late I hope. Love you guys and thanks again.
Love you man, be at peace
 
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I got three hours of sleep last night, and another two today. I really don’t know how I’m still going. My tremors require me to correct about half what I type. My breathing keeps getting even more shallow, even though I say I don’t know how much shallower it can get, it finds a way.

More late I hope. Love you guys and thanks again.
Love you back.
 
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My son has gone against my wishes and has taken advantage of the FMLA, and I couldn’t be prouder. He went to work the other day and I received a text saying

“I’m coming home and I don’t want to hear anything once I get there, but my place is there.”

♥️♥️

We’ve butted heads a few times regarding what being a caretaker consists of because frankly, he was raised in a different world than I but we both recognize that and work around it. He knows it doesn’t mean 8 continuous hours of deep sleep though LOL. All straightened out.

I couldn’t be here without him, so I asked him to, when he gets fed up, to last as long as he can by considering where I’d be and what I’d be doing when he reaches his limit and where I’d be then. For now, I get coffee when I want, and a meal when I can stomach anything. And would he want to be where I’d be going. That should convince him to hang onto me as long as possible.

He’s had more dialogue with my siblings than ever, and that’s a good thing. I have three sisters and brothers within 3 miles of us and we rarely see each other, even pre-Covid, and he’s built on what little relationship they had before. Nice. He went for a driving lesson with my neighbor the other day (I can’t do that anymore) and Mrs Neighbor sat with me while they were out. She’s good company, and has been a damn fine neighbor (and good cook) for years, so that was nice.

The decline. I’m starting to hit the morphine slightly more but am still “undermedicated” by their standards. That’s changing. I’ll likely hit the Diazepam much more also, as there are times where thats the appropriate option. I’m getting a little anxious and stressed also. Dying is some cereal business!

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I know given the context of @Immigrant's house fire, this seems like "hey guys, the chain fell off my bike", but man I've been unable to shake this stupid summer cold for 4 fucking days.
Same here, since the 5th. I keep wondering "'Rona, that you?" It's not killing me but wtf. Has been very moldy, nothing but rain this summer here.
 
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