Hello.
Some of you people know me. Some of you do not know me. I have been posting here for quite some time. I have quite the laundry list of medical conditions, problems, and triumphs longer than half of the combined forum. Some of you know this. Some of you know that I have had surgery to put an ostomy in about two years ago, and have been waiting
patiently ever since to hear some good news about getting it taken down. Some of you know that I did not get good news this winter, that my treatment plan failed miserbly, that I was given a Sophie's Choice of taking a medicine with a side effect that included
fatal brain infection.
However, before I left the Mayo Clinic, I was given one more option to try. So I went off my old medicine for a month. This was a very trying time. I went through more pain medicine in that month than non-Stales see in a life-time.
And then it happened.
I received the first injection. It was like I was a completely different person. I had
literally forgotten what it felt like to be healthy. Please allow that sentence to sink in, give it time, swish it around in your brain for a moment. It is no turn of phrase, no allegory, metaphor, or idiom. I had. Completely forgotten. How it felt to be
healthy. My norm is, apparently, what most people consider a really bad case of the flu.
And today is the third injection of the medication.
I cannot express how amazing it made me feel today.
The only way I can really describe it is that it made me feel like the Hand of God. It felt like I had so much energy, so much
tangible, phsyical power that if I shook someone's hand they would explode into a fine mist. I felt like lightning bolts should have been shooting from my fingertips, that I was actually Mid-Rapture and was momentarily communicating with both God and man.
If I pointed my finger and said bang, someone would die.
And I just wanted to share that with you. It does not mean by any certain terms that I will recover from my ostomy, as that requires what was described as "the melting away of the fistulas." However, it does mean that for the first time in at least 5 years my Crohn's is going into remission.
Fuck yes.
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In what world did you ever stand a chance against me?
Anyway. Close the arena up, and don't let Stale in until they've almost killed one another
I've got the camera rolling already.
They're meth, aren't they?
I'd say don't smite too many people but fuck it, sounds like you've earned it
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I did a weeks worth of work in two hours today.
Trust me.
People have been smitten.
I am promoting you to Wizard.
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I remember what it was like to have forgotten what good health feels like, even for less than a year.
haha
EDIT: You don't inject meth, silly.
You do if you want to avoid the rotted gums and acid burn to your teeth.
Sometimes we fight about video games.
But I am really glad that you are feeling good and that your treatments are working.
My father had a single fistula and it was awful watching him deal with it. I am sorry you have many severals of them.
this is my sentiment
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