The tumor that is on my liver has a chance of becoming cancerous.
That is, if it's actually the benign tumor they are assuming it is. Because they haven't done a biopsy due to where it is and the likelihood that is is benign (apparently doing things on the liver can cause massive blood loss.)
It burst a couple of days before last Christmas and I had some internal bleeding. They tried to cut off its blood-supply when they stopped the bleeding.
I get to have a CT scan on Monday to make sure it hasn't grown.
It's a well-known complication of hormonal birth control, with a ~0.004% chance of occurring.
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If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing
When I was around 4 I was on a train with my grandma going to her friend's village house at some obscene hour of the night. When the train started slowing down we made our way towards the exit and some drunk asshole basically pushed me off of the train. It had already gotten to the platform and it was slowing down so nothing serious really happened but shit, I got thrown off a train.
Also when I went on a canoeing trip with my dad and some of his friends a year ago we got kind of lost and hadn't really checked out the rapids that were ahead of us. Coming around a bend we heard and saw what we thought were some really big rapids but really it was a fucking waterfall with a 15ft drop or something like that. We didn't notice this until after we were getting pulled towards it. Barely made it onto the shore. I've never done anything as hard as I was paddling at that moment. Afterwards we went to check out the waterfall from the bottom and agreed that if we had waited a few seconds longer we'd all be pretty dead.
I mean I'm kind of an asshole so I'd be tempted, but I would just shoot them at shit.
finding perfectly .68 caliber marbles is next to impossible. Ball bearings can be found to exacting specs, however the average air system has difficulty pushing them much past 60-80fps
The tumor that is on my liver has a chance of becoming cancerous.
That is, if it's actually the benign tumor they are assuming it is. Because they haven't done a biopsy due to where it is and the likelihood that is is benign (apparently doing things on the liver can cause massive blood loss.)
It burst a couple of days before last Christmas and I had some internal bleeding. They tried to cut off its blood-supply when they stopped the bleeding.
I get to have a CT scan on Monday to make sure it hasn't grown.
It's a well-known complication of hormonal birth control, with a ~0.004% chance of occurring.
The tumor that is on my liver has a chance of becoming cancerous.
That is, if it's actually the benign tumor they are assuming it is. Because they haven't done a biopsy due to where it is and the likelihood that is is benign (apparently doing things on the liver can cause massive blood loss.)
It burst a couple of days before last Christmas and I had some internal bleeding. They tried to cut off its blood-supply when they stopped the bleeding.
I get to have a CT scan on Monday to make sure it hasn't grown.
It's a well-known complication of hormonal birth control, with a ~0.004% chance of occurring.
hey, uh
don't have cancer, alright
I'll try!
Plus side- I get to leave work early today.
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If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing
The tumor that is on my liver has a chance of becoming cancerous.
That is, if it's actually the benign tumor they are assuming it is. Because they haven't done a biopsy due to where it is and the likelihood that is is benign (apparently doing things on the liver can cause massive blood loss.)
It burst a couple of days before last Christmas and I had some internal bleeding. They tried to cut off its blood-supply when they stopped the bleeding.
I get to have a CT scan on Monday to make sure it hasn't grown.
It's a well-known complication of hormonal birth control, with a ~0.004% chance of occurring.
hey, uh
don't have cancer, alright
I'll try!
Plus side- I get to leave work early today.
if Cancer gives you any shit, you tell it to come talk to me
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I had a horrific reaction to the poison of a spider when I was 7 that literally made me delirious and almost caused me to stop breathing. I have long forgotten the exact species, but the doctor and person from poison control noted that they're benign to about 99% of the population. Just my luck. I still have the scar from the bulbous ooze bubble the bite created.
I've been in the general vicinity of people being shot at several times (Norfolk, VA - Ocean View specifically) and have actually felt bullets whiz past and heard them strike objects near me.
Ran across a street while on acid, a car missed me by about an inch.
going outside while on acid is a terrible idea pretty much universally
My best drug-related memories are from this night me and about eight or nine friends tripped and went from a local park, to a local K-Mart, to a party some lawyers or someone was throwing in a local minor league baseball clubhouse, to a jail cell on a Naval base. Going outside on acid was pretty much the best thing ever that night.
Aside from almost dying. And oh, throwing some poor sap off a really low bridge in a swamp adjacent to said park after we beat the hell out of him because him and his friends were picking on one of our friends (long story, and I was like 17, I still feel horrible about it 13 years later). I also feel bad about because his very large, very mean older brother pretty much destroyed me in a Blockbuster Video parking lot about a month later because of it.
I like to think that I won the fight because as he gloated, I managed to kick him really, really hard in the balls before I ran away like a sissy. Ah, youth.
@End: It didn't almost kill me, but it made me think I was going to do for a bit when I was at this wave pool when I was about 8. I wasn't (still am not) a great swimmer, so I was just having fun bobbing with the waves, when one wave washed over me. As I tried to surface I came up under a fat man on one of those floating pool mattresses. It took me a few seconds to find my way out from under him. I was sure I was going to drown.
Oh drowning. I was caught in an undertow as a child - forgot about that. Absolutely horrifying. I survived because a surfer plucked me out of the water. I've been an avid surfer ever since. And the vision of that glistening Puerto Rican woman in a white swim suit has pretty much ruined me for all non-Puerto Rican women.
1. almost drowned at five (went under three times, didn't come up the last one, next thing i remember is the lifeguard putting me on a towel and asking if i'm alright)
2. was chewing on a pen that slid down my throat at six, causing me to throw up blood for the next half-hour- doctor said an inch in any other direction and i would've been dead
3. flipped a car several times over a median, through a tree, and landing into oncoming traffic at seventeen
4. passed out drunk on everclear in a house that nearly burned down that night at like twenty-one, twenty-two
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Oh drowning. I was caught in an undertow as a child - forgot about that. Absolutely horrifying. I survived because a surfer plucked me out of the water. I've been an avid surfer ever since. And the vision of that glistening Puerto Rican woman in a white swim suit has pretty much ruined me for all non-Puerto Rican women.
Oh yeah right I've been caught in undertow twice
The second time the lifeguards thought I was a lost cause so my mom rescued me
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I have had moments when I almost died and they were scary as hell, but the scariest things are when you see someone you care about almost die.
I watched my sister almost lose control of her car at 70 mph on the freeway when she was following me home one time.
I also remember finding my grandmothers pistol in her drawer when I was seven and my sister was three. It was a tiny little silver .22 with a pearl grip. It looked harmless. We were laughing and waving the damn thing around and having a good time until my grandmother caught us. My dad was so pissed at me and it was years before I really realized why. When I realized just what we were doing, it gave me goosebumps.
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Oh drowning. I was caught in an undertow as a child - forgot about that. Absolutely horrifying. I survived because a surfer plucked me out of the water. I've been an avid surfer ever since. And the vision of that glistening Puerto Rican woman in a white swim suit has pretty much ruined me for all non-Puerto Rican women.
Oh yeah right I've been caught in undertow twice
The second time the lifeguards thought I was a lost cause so my mom rescued me
Teth, please explain that story with greater detail and adjectives so we can report it for awesome. Because I think the forums are so jaded that a glistening Puerto Rican surfer woman in a white swim suit plucking you from death does not inspire awesome, it should, but it doesn't.
My latest story came during the first night of PAX 09.
After pax got out and I wasted money...somewhere...I made my way on the last bus to Renton, Washington. As I walked from the bus transit center, I enjoyed the night air and all that I had seen. As I passed BJ's sports bar on the opposite side of the street, a fine African American women walked out the bar under the company of two male friends. She held my attention and did not notice me as I reached the intersection first.
Suddenly, the stillness of the night was shattered by a man's declaration of, "hey, hey, hey."
I swung my head to my left and from a bar I rarely passed and remembered even less, I observed a number of men doing the manly backwards fighting skip. For a few milliseconds after the cry, I triggered the muscles in my head to shake disapprovingly to smile and shake my head disapprovingly at the drunken spectacle. Unfortunately, their guns were drawn before I could complete my shake and grin.
When the first round of gunfire had ceased, I was across the street and in a minipark leading up to a stairway shortcut up to my hill. I swung my backpack of swag around to check it and myself for bullet holes. It was at this point that someone reloaded.
After a mad sprint up the hill, I marched in the darkness up the steepest but most open road so I could see anyone else starting trouble (why I thought people would attack me on my hill when the fight was at the bar, I don't know) but also, to look down at the open view and see the aftermath. You see, if you are going to be drunk and involved in a gun battle, try to do it at a bar that was close to a fire station as this one was, the only thing keeping the fire fighters from responding on foot was the fact that the gear was too heavy.
Walking backwards up the hill, the stillness of the night let me hear the cries of the women asking for an ambulance. 6 blocks away and at least 200 feet up, their cries were crystal clear. A neighbor stood on his porch and asked me for details of what I saw. I provided and continued on my way. Another walked out his front door and made a racist joke that replaced my fear with anger that
1. He would assume it was "brothers involved" and
2. that my fair skin made him assume I was white.
I marched home while observing the view as best I could until I crossed the crest of the hill. Every 10 paces, I thanked God for thick walls.
Oh drowning. I was caught in an undertow as a child - forgot about that. Absolutely horrifying. I survived because a surfer plucked me out of the water. I've been an avid surfer ever since. And the vision of that glistening Puerto Rican woman in a white swim suit has pretty much ruined me for all non-Puerto Rican women.
Oh yeah right I've been caught in undertow twice
The second time the lifeguards thought I was a lost cause so my mom rescued me
As a lifeguard, this is the worst fucking thing I have ever heard
Oh drowning. I was caught in an undertow as a child - forgot about that. Absolutely horrifying. I survived because a surfer plucked me out of the water. I've been an avid surfer ever since. And the vision of that glistening Puerto Rican woman in a white swim suit has pretty much ruined me for all non-Puerto Rican women.
Oh yeah right I've been caught in undertow twice
The second time the lifeguards thought I was a lost cause so my mom rescued me
As a lifeguard, this is the worst fucking thing I have ever heard
Do lifeguards have code red's? Because I think these guys need 1 a piece.
Oh drowning. I was caught in an undertow as a child - forgot about that. Absolutely horrifying. I survived because a surfer plucked me out of the water. I've been an avid surfer ever since. And the vision of that glistening Puerto Rican woman in a white swim suit has pretty much ruined me for all non-Puerto Rican women.
Oh yeah right I've been caught in undertow twice
The second time the lifeguards thought I was a lost cause so my mom rescued me
As a lifeguard, this is the worst fucking thing I have ever heard
Yeah I know!
I mean I was a ways out and we were in Hawaii at the time so the ocean can be brutal there, and the lifeguard stand was kinda a bit away, but still
Oh well my mom is a ridiculously strong swimmer I guess
I can't imagine what must have been going through those guards' heads
Even if you were a "lost cause" they should at least want to retrieve your body
I dunno maybe the sharks take care of that for them
Like honestly it didn't even seem that bad to me
I'm a weak swimmer and I know it, and yeah I was out further than I ought to have been and not really in control, but I feel as a slightly stronger swimmer I could've been fine
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That is, if it's actually the benign tumor they are assuming it is. Because they haven't done a biopsy due to where it is and the likelihood that is is benign (apparently doing things on the liver can cause massive blood loss.)
It burst a couple of days before last Christmas and I had some internal bleeding. They tried to cut off its blood-supply when they stopped the bleeding.
I get to have a CT scan on Monday to make sure it hasn't grown.
It's a well-known complication of hormonal birth control, with a ~0.004% chance of occurring.
Also when I went on a canoeing trip with my dad and some of his friends a year ago we got kind of lost and hadn't really checked out the rapids that were ahead of us. Coming around a bend we heard and saw what we thought were some really big rapids but really it was a fucking waterfall with a 15ft drop or something like that. We didn't notice this until after we were getting pulled towards it. Barely made it onto the shore. I've never done anything as hard as I was paddling at that moment. Afterwards we went to check out the waterfall from the bottom and agreed that if we had waited a few seconds longer we'd all be pretty dead.
finding perfectly .68 caliber marbles is next to impossible. Ball bearings can be found to exacting specs, however the average air system has difficulty pushing them much past 60-80fps
translation: not as cool as you think.
hey, uh
don't have cancer, alright
Plus side- I get to leave work early today.
if Cancer gives you any shit, you tell it to come talk to me
Geez, you guys; we have ways of getting to Oregon that don't involve covered wagons anymore.
I had a horrific reaction to the poison of a spider when I was 7 that literally made me delirious and almost caused me to stop breathing. I have long forgotten the exact species, but the doctor and person from poison control noted that they're benign to about 99% of the population. Just my luck. I still have the scar from the bulbous ooze bubble the bite created.
I've been in the general vicinity of people being shot at several times (Norfolk, VA - Ocean View specifically) and have actually felt bullets whiz past and heard them strike objects near me.
Ran across a street while on acid, a car missed me by about an inch.
My best drug-related memories are from this night me and about eight or nine friends tripped and went from a local park, to a local K-Mart, to a party some lawyers or someone was throwing in a local minor league baseball clubhouse, to a jail cell on a Naval base. Going outside on acid was pretty much the best thing ever that night.
Aside from almost dying. And oh, throwing some poor sap off a really low bridge in a swamp adjacent to said park after we beat the hell out of him because him and his friends were picking on one of our friends (long story, and I was like 17, I still feel horrible about it 13 years later). I also feel bad about because his very large, very mean older brother pretty much destroyed me in a Blockbuster Video parking lot about a month later because of it.
I like to think that I won the fight because as he gloated, I managed to kick him really, really hard in the balls before I ran away like a sissy. Ah, youth.
Like I said earlier, the Blackhawks won the Stanley Cup that night so all news revolved around that.
Speaking of which, the cup showed up at the bar I was celebrating my birthday at on Saturday and I definitely kissed the Stanley Cup (with tongue)
Coran Attack!
When you get into a panic, staying afloat becomes a lot harder.
one of my best times on acid involved me and my friend doing parkour in town then going for a hike in the mountains
just saying
2. was chewing on a pen that slid down my throat at six, causing me to throw up blood for the next half-hour- doctor said an inch in any other direction and i would've been dead
3. flipped a car several times over a median, through a tree, and landing into oncoming traffic at seventeen
4. passed out drunk on everclear in a house that nearly burned down that night at like twenty-one, twenty-two
Oh yeah right I've been caught in undertow twice
The second time the lifeguards thought I was a lost cause so my mom rescued me
I watched my sister almost lose control of her car at 70 mph on the freeway when she was following me home one time.
I also remember finding my grandmothers pistol in her drawer when I was seven and my sister was three. It was a tiny little silver .22 with a pearl grip. It looked harmless. We were laughing and waving the damn thing around and having a good time until my grandmother caught us. My dad was so pissed at me and it was years before I really realized why. When I realized just what we were doing, it gave me goosebumps.
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My mums wrist was wider than my body. The doctors didn't think I would have lived past 6 weeks.
Teth, please explain that story with greater detail and adjectives so we can report it for awesome. Because I think the forums are so jaded that a glistening Puerto Rican surfer woman in a white swim suit plucking you from death does not inspire awesome, it should, but it doesn't.
My latest story came during the first night of PAX 09.
Suddenly, the stillness of the night was shattered by a man's declaration of, "hey, hey, hey."
I swung my head to my left and from a bar I rarely passed and remembered even less, I observed a number of men doing the manly backwards fighting skip. For a few milliseconds after the cry, I triggered the muscles in my head to shake disapprovingly to smile and shake my head disapprovingly at the drunken spectacle. Unfortunately, their guns were drawn before I could complete my shake and grin.
When the first round of gunfire had ceased, I was across the street and in a minipark leading up to a stairway shortcut up to my hill. I swung my backpack of swag around to check it and myself for bullet holes. It was at this point that someone reloaded.
After a mad sprint up the hill, I marched in the darkness up the steepest but most open road so I could see anyone else starting trouble (why I thought people would attack me on my hill when the fight was at the bar, I don't know) but also, to look down at the open view and see the aftermath. You see, if you are going to be drunk and involved in a gun battle, try to do it at a bar that was close to a fire station as this one was, the only thing keeping the fire fighters from responding on foot was the fact that the gear was too heavy.
Walking backwards up the hill, the stillness of the night let me hear the cries of the women asking for an ambulance. 6 blocks away and at least 200 feet up, their cries were crystal clear. A neighbor stood on his porch and asked me for details of what I saw. I provided and continued on my way. Another walked out his front door and made a racist joke that replaced my fear with anger that
1. He would assume it was "brothers involved" and
2. that my fair skin made him assume I was white.
I marched home while observing the view as best I could until I crossed the crest of the hill. Every 10 paces, I thanked God for thick walls.
That was how I ended my first day of PAX09.
http://www.pnwlocalnews.com/south_king/ren/news/59066767.html
http://www.fallout3nexus.com/downloads/file.php?id=16534
As a lifeguard, this is the worst fucking thing I have ever heard
I'm also mostly right handed.
I call it bi-dextrous~
Do lifeguards have code red's? Because I think these guys need 1 a piece.
http://www.fallout3nexus.com/downloads/file.php?id=16534
Teefs, is ambicurious a thing?
Yeah I know!
I mean I was a ways out and we were in Hawaii at the time so the ocean can be brutal there, and the lifeguard stand was kinda a bit away, but still
Oh well my mom is a ridiculously strong swimmer I guess
Even if you were a "lost cause" they should at least want to retrieve your body
She's gone
I thought I was seeing less of her
She's.... gone?
I dunno maybe the sharks take care of that for them
Like honestly it didn't even seem that bad to me
I'm a weak swimmer and I know it, and yeah I was out further than I ought to have been and not really in control, but I feel as a slightly stronger swimmer I could've been fine
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What spring does with the cherry trees.
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lol your opinion
Am I winning yet?
lmao you think this
This isn't even close hth