Researchers aren’t sure why but say a combination of factors, including obesity, more sedentary behavior, common medications or chemical exposures, is possible.
it seems like the physical activity you did on a daily basis contributed to your survival? im no doctor, but i notice that people whoregularly stress their body in a healthy(ish) way are able to beat life threatening conditions. I digress, congrats 👏
The crazy part is, the nurse was INSISTANT I get a blood test, to check why I’m so pale.
And then I’m like “Yeah, ok, you do what you gotta do.” In my mind mentally rolling my eyes, knowing I was fine. I felt fine. If something was wrong with me, I’d know before some blood test would. But at least I could put my sister at ease, and say that I came to the doctor and everything was fine. At least I could say I tried.
Then she comes back with the blood results, and is STUNNED that I came to the hospital on my own. Walking. Taking the local buses. She had that tone when you want to berate your kids for doing something dangerous, but not because you’re angry at them, but because you want to see them NOT die. That was the the tone she was talking to me in, for walking in myself, and pushing wheelchairs at the airport. I had to end up staying at the hospital for 4 days. I thought I’d be in and out in an hour. I was there 4 days while they ran every test they could on me. I swear they created new tests to perform on me that had never been thought of, just because I was there. That last part is exaggerating, but it helps demonstrate what it feels like to be in a hospital for 4 days, with no news besides “you could have died, lets run some tests”.
At some point on day 2 or 3, somehow, someone in my family figured out I was STILL in the hospital, and they were freaking the fuck out. Because I wasn’t going to say anything until I knew what was happening. I wasn’t going to say “Well, they’re testing for cancer” and worry everyone, and then say “It wasn’t cancer”. I was only going to say that once it was confirmed. A choice that made my family worry more than if I had just told them. But I didn’t know any of this. All my clothes, and my phone, and everything I came in with were in a bag being held by the hospital. I had no idea I had something like 70 missed calls in 2 days. I was just doing tests, and watching baseball between tests. Thank god it just HAPPENED to be baseball season.
I also had NO IDEA how little content TBS, Comedy Central, and a handful of other networks actually have. They would put The Office on…for like 12 hours straight. I was like “Oh, at least The Office is on…oh…it’s on quite a bit…”
wow… yeah, I would never tell my family about tests until it was confirmed. Worrying does nothing good for anyone, yk? but I’m glad you beat it! 🙂
and yeah, tv just gets so stale with repeat after repeat of entertaining shows that aren’t pure brain rot material like reality TV shows and the 24-hour news cycle (been there, done that)
holy. shit. I am SO happy you’re still around!
it seems like the physical activity you did on a daily basis contributed to your survival? im no doctor, but i notice that people whoregularly stress their body in a healthy(ish) way are able to beat life threatening conditions. I digress, congrats 👏
The crazy part is, the nurse was INSISTANT I get a blood test, to check why I’m so pale.
And then I’m like “Yeah, ok, you do what you gotta do.” In my mind mentally rolling my eyes, knowing I was fine. I felt fine. If something was wrong with me, I’d know before some blood test would. But at least I could put my sister at ease, and say that I came to the doctor and everything was fine. At least I could say I tried.
Then she comes back with the blood results, and is STUNNED that I came to the hospital on my own. Walking. Taking the local buses. She had that tone when you want to berate your kids for doing something dangerous, but not because you’re angry at them, but because you want to see them NOT die. That was the the tone she was talking to me in, for walking in myself, and pushing wheelchairs at the airport. I had to end up staying at the hospital for 4 days. I thought I’d be in and out in an hour. I was there 4 days while they ran every test they could on me. I swear they created new tests to perform on me that had never been thought of, just because I was there. That last part is exaggerating, but it helps demonstrate what it feels like to be in a hospital for 4 days, with no news besides “you could have died, lets run some tests”.
At some point on day 2 or 3, somehow, someone in my family figured out I was STILL in the hospital, and they were freaking the fuck out. Because I wasn’t going to say anything until I knew what was happening. I wasn’t going to say “Well, they’re testing for cancer” and worry everyone, and then say “It wasn’t cancer”. I was only going to say that once it was confirmed. A choice that made my family worry more than if I had just told them. But I didn’t know any of this. All my clothes, and my phone, and everything I came in with were in a bag being held by the hospital. I had no idea I had something like 70 missed calls in 2 days. I was just doing tests, and watching baseball between tests. Thank god it just HAPPENED to be baseball season.
I also had NO IDEA how little content TBS, Comedy Central, and a handful of other networks actually have. They would put The Office on…for like 12 hours straight. I was like “Oh, at least The Office is on…oh…it’s on quite a bit…”
wow… yeah, I would never tell my family about tests until it was confirmed. Worrying does nothing good for anyone, yk? but I’m glad you beat it! 🙂
and yeah, tv just gets so stale with repeat after repeat of entertaining shows that aren’t pure brain rot material like reality TV shows and the 24-hour news cycle (been there, done that)