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As a cancer survivor, what I can say is that *if* you have the blessing to survive it, it becomes a huge gift.
For me, survival totally clarified and reset (in multiple positive ways) my definitions of what's important in life, and what constitutes a crisis.
And it also rounded off some remaining sharp corners on my persona.
And, of course, you then get to live longer as well.

So best wishes to @Stickman393's sister for a successful outcome.
And best wishes to continued recovery for @jcpst - who is 1000% right about the miracles of modern medicine.

Shocking to think that it was only in 1846 that the first painless surgery was administered thanks to anesthesia, and of course the advances continue from there at an exponential rate. My 2010 cancer wouldn't even have been detected in advance only ~20 years before, so I would have been 6 feet under quite a while ago.
 
Appreciate it.

That shits scary. I'm glad you're ok j-crizzle. I'm always nervous about my own risk...getting towards 40 now, and I'm certainly not in as good of shape either physically or in my health indicators as I was when I was younger.

Mentally? Complete inversion. I was a mess in my 20s.

Lots of existential what the fucks, though. My sister and I are two years apart, she's older. We were close as kids and kinda drifted apart afterwards. Family stuff. Mom wasn't well. She's not around anymore...and we've had time to work things out a bit

Now, she's got herself a daughter who's cute as a button and loves her stick uncle very much. Makes my heart melt. Makes me wanna have kids even more.

But yeah...leukemia, albeit a very treatable form. Apparently this specific subtype leads to the body forming what are called "faggot cells" in the blood. I shared the link and told her that apparently her blood was both gay and fabulous.

Fucking nuts. Dad had an esophageal cancer scare not but a couple years back.

I'll tell ya one thing: my conversation with my foreman tomorrow is going to be interesting. If I'm looking for silver linings...I got two:.

1) it's an extremely treatable form of cancer.
2) Life just handed me a hell of a comeback.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you're upset that I crossed a poorly defined line in pursuit of fulfilling my work duties? I'm so sorry. I've just been emotionally dealing with the fact that my sister has blood cancer. But no, your problem is completely valid."

Fuckin hell.
Man, so sorry to hear about your sister. Hopefully the treatment will go as expected. I have a good friend whose son had leukemia at age 7. He finished the last of the chemo in April, after 3 years. It was really hard for them and for the kid (honestly they did a fantastic job). But he is now out of danger. I hope your sister has the same outcome.
 
Doctors here started phoning people's employers to give them grief about it instead. It's pretty neat. That or they started charging money for the notes because they're a waste of time. Unfortunately that only hurts the worker paying for it, I wish they would bill the company demanding it.
 
I’ll reveal a little PII here. As we all know you be a clever crafter of communication, aka the whimsical wild wabbit wordsmith, I think you’d appreciate the pun that my last name is Post. Unless you already knew that 🤷‍♂️
I'll tell ya something, too: my last name is "Man". First name, "Stick".
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Stickman. Hell yeah.
 
Trying to run lan cable via cold water piping from house to garage. Managed to get through half way, but now it doesn’t move. Used hand soap as lubricant and pull-push technique got it this far. Had to try it before next week when relative brings a wire snake to get it through. But I’m still considering if I should try bit more to push it into garage as it’s probably quite near or try vacuuming a steel wire with something vacuumable tied to it.
 
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