#cw: cancer

[tarukorhohen]

I believe in a certain amount of homeopathic medicine but please know that baking soda, oatmeal, honey, and HYDROGEN PEROXIDE will not, in fact, cure your stage 4 cancer😭😭😭

All I have is anecdotal evidence that homeopathic cataracts pellets have helped our older animals get clearer vision, this is not... This just...

No

Russian man cures his stage 4 cancer by using simple methods on the internet 👇

A glass of Baking soda and water 30 minutes after eating.

For breakfast Oatmeal honey and cannabis oil.

And for lunch he takes 10 drops of hydrogen peroxide in 6 ounce water (35% food grade)

And then not eat anything after 6 o'clock

If you found this information useful, share it with your friends. 🤔

[torchflies]

Okay Top Gun Fandom, I don’t know who gave me this headcanon or if I'm just mistakenly remembering a fic but — Hangman as a childhood cancer survivor fits so well to me.

Like scary well.

I always write Rooster like he's running from something, which he is, but Hangman gives me the same vibes. I've just never been able to place what it is — because he is somehow both very careless and hyper careful with his own life? He flies like Mav, who flies the way he does because he has something to prove. Hangman doesn't. But he still flies like he does, like maybe he's trying to prove it to himself? 

He speaks about death so casually and doesn’t hesitate to enrage Rooster to spur him to move, get up and do something, as if he's hyper-conscious of his own ticking clock. 

He's a big-headed braggart, yeah and an obnoxious asshole, but what if that's a front to keep people from getting close to him? What if he has the same reasons as Rooster does for not wanting their relationship (friendship or otherwise) to work? He doesn't want Rooster to have to lose him (in that way? I’m not sure if Carole having cancer is canon?) after everything he already has. 

Just… a childhood survivor Jake who would definitely have a strange relationship with his own mortality. He would be subconsciously planning his own death and grieving his life even though he's been in remission for years, because that was just expected for so long, he got used to it. He picked a dangerous career and flies dangerously because he can, because he's alive and part of him is always waiting for the other shoe to drop or for his body to fail him again. He's the best because he knows he only has a finite amount of time and he doesn't know what his future holds. Just, childhood cancer survivor Jake.

(I also really want to write something about Ice and Jake meeting each other when Jake is a kid in treatment. Maybe the same infusion center? But who knows?)

Just me rambling 🤷

[palmtreepalmtree]

More gloomy stuff below -- longtime followers, this is a helpful place for me to process, but please don't feel obligated to read any of this. I won't know if you skipped it, and I'll still appreciate you exactly the same.

My cousin had another dire close call last night. She is very ill and her body is breaking down. The ER surgeon told my cousin's husband and her brothers that he hoped their children had said their goodbyes. There was discussion of DNRs and hard choices. It sounds like a lot has not yet been discussed or decided, and at least one of her brothers is quite surprised and upset by it.

Having now seen cancer take too many of my family members, it seems to me that cancer's most insidious quality is that it's extremely difficult to know at any moment when it's time to end the suffering and just stop. It seems to come on in a series of small decisions to keep someone going, to try another thing, to keep the medical aims minimal as the cancer fight ends and the body fails such that you never decide that no, the suffering has overtaken the quality of life.

I am so concerned for her family. I know she would have done absolutely anything to spare them this pain. She would keep fighting forever if she could to protect her children and her husband from the grief.

I feel so far away and so unhelpful. I don't have a relationship with her kids where I can just show up at the house and be there with them and hold their hands. I'm the weird spinster cousin. But I'll be there with them whenever I can find an opportunity.

My sister asked if she should come up from San Diego tomorrow. I wanted to tell her to bring a black dress, but I couldn't bring myself to say the words. I probably didn't need to say it anyway. I don't know if we'll get to see my cousin again. I don't know how lucid she is in the ICU, and while I'd like to just show up there, I don't know if it's a good idea. Is it for me or for her? For her husband? Does it matter? Even if I'm just sitting in the lobby of the hospital waiting. Is that what I want to do?

I don't know.

My cousin was in the room with us when my dad died. She was there in this cramped hospital room, holding our hands, sharing memories. It was not a small group of us. My mom, my sister and me, we were not alone. Maybe I should just assume I'll go to the hospital tomorrow. I don't want her husband to be alone.

I think that's it. I think that's all the thoughts in my head right now. My mom and I are watching TV and I'm going to have some of the food I intended for my cousin and her family so it doesn't go to waste.

[ethicaltreatmentofcowplants]

Heya, I don't want to make a thing about this, but. Just for the information of my mutuals, I blocked 'life and death,' 'life & death' and whatever foreseeable tags the expansion pack will have for now. So if you tag me or expect me to respond to those posts, I won't be able to view them 🤍

a little more info below the cut

We lost my dad to cancer last year. He was still relatively young and had been in excellent health prior to that. For context, my mother's father and both my grandmothers were still alive when he passed. While I'm generally fine with death in the Sims since it's handled in a silly way (and have attempted the black widow challenge before), I do toggle off aging, turn off neighbourhood stories and don't age grandparents etc to elder in my legacies because it's still rather raw for me.

And when I was watching the trailer, even though I could appreciate that it appeared to be done in the same silly way as other serious life events without cheapening the subject, the funeral and funeral home scenes had me feeling some kind of way. Especially as both my birthday and Christmas approach when he always made occasions like that such a big event.

So yeah. This is not to rain on anyone's parade or make people feel like they have to censor themselves around me. I'm usually fine with death in other people's gameplay so long as it is tagged appropriately, doesn't deal with that c-word (or other real life terminal illnesses) - and no one is responsible for me being triggered on the internet.

The trailer did look pretty good. It could be a strong pack if they execute their ideas well, but then, it is also EA.

[ellzilla]

irl warbles under the cut, but that's what you get for following a basically diary blog

It's so insane to me that people online are more family to me than my own flesh and blood. I've had to have conversations about 'what if your mother doesn't make it?' because she's had to be taken to the hospital due to the cancer. It's driven me mad, but regardless of the outcome I have to make the plans. I can't go to anyone I'm related to by blood. Pop's abusive, one brother things he did nothing wrong and the other is in JAIL, my sister has never spoken to me and the rest of my family barely knows I exist. I hope if worst comes to worst, I won't be a burden if I can survive the transfer. But hopefully this is just something I can look back on and go 'wow, I'm so glad I didn't have to do that but I appreciate my friends so much :)'

[frownyalfred]

“I have five months to live and you’re making me do this alone?!”

but it’s Bruce and Clark. Bruce with terminal, quickly-metastasizing cancer and Clark just. Leaving, because his brain literally can’t handle the idea of his best friend dying. Can’t watch him go through chemo and see him wither away. And Bruce being furious.

[wondrouswendy]

James McCaffrey voiced three of my favorite characters in games. Zachariah Trench, Alex Casey, and even Thomas the Poet. They all mean different things to me.

Cancer is a sensitive topic for me. I lost my dad to it a few years ago. Cancer keeps taking family members, friends, and people who I've never met, will never meet, but who I have met through their artistic performances. I hope they know how much their work has been an inspiration, a guiding light, a helping hand during difficult times.

Control and Zachariah Trench helped bring me out of a devastating writer's block two years ago. Working on Days of Thunder, writing from Trench's point of view, helped me grow as a writer and as a creative. I've written countless stories featuring James McCaffery's characters and I was working on countless more when I saw the news this morning. It was a gut punch.

For me as a writer, I try to listen closely to the voice performances to try and mimic the tone, cadence, style of speaking for the character. So I spend a lot of time while writing to try and mimic/iterate on what a character like Zachariah Trench or Alex Casey would say, because obviously with fanfic you have to think outside canon/the box.

Talking with @rangerzath about it, I have to steal something they said because it rings so true to me: "the thing that hits hardest is that all of the characters he voiced were fighting something existential, and it's devastating to know that the man behind the voice was fighting something too" and that pains me on multiple levels. I wish he didn't have to go through this. I wish NO ONE had to.

I'm comforted in the fact that he will live on through his art and his performances of such fantastic, vulnerable characters. I know in my heart he gave his all with his last performance of Alex Casey. His delivery of several lines in AW2 will hit much, much harder now. His performance was truly a masterpiece, and he was vital to the characters and stories being told through this game and others he has been a part of.

McCaffrey will be deeply missed by the fans of Remedy's games, and his presence will be missed in all other Remedy games going forward. It will not be the same without him. I'm sending my best wishes and warmth to his family and friends, may he rest in peace.

[catboyazem]

i started this blog as a coping mechanism when my mom was diagnosed with cancer. today we got the news that both her kidneys are shutting down and that the tumor has bounced back again. we don't know how long she has left.

that's all.

[kirstythejetblackgoldfish]

I’ve been reading on X that Asma requested to get a divorce from Assad, do you think this is true? I hope this isn’t true and is just rumors or gossip.

It sounds like complete and utter bullshit to me

She's got acute leukaemia and the source is CNN Turk so...

[hippolotamus]

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I’ve been thinking about this particular Fuck It Friday a lot. What, if anything, I wanted to say. And honestly I’m still a little unsure and kinda flying by the seat of my pants here. Placing it under the cut, because it’s a sensitive topic that might not be your jam (and that’s okay!)

p.s. if you read the only thing that matters now (is everything) 1) i thank you and 2) i am very much looking forward to sending Alexis and Twyla on a much deserved 17 day anniversary celebration 💖

This past April I turned 38. I had been doing a lot of inner work and finally - fucking finally - felt like I had plans for the next steps in my life. Just over 2 weeks later I was given some News™️. Needless to say all of my well laid plans took a backseat. To doctor appointments, surgery, a very unexpected hospitalization, fatigue and lethargy like I have never experienced before, so 👏 many 👏 fucking IVs and tests👏… seriously feels like I’m working my way through the worlds worst bingo card.

And all of it the result of something I was confident I was too young to have. Wrong again. Hippo: 0 Cancer: who TF even knows, I’ve lost count

But as miserable as it’s all been, today is nothing short of a spectacular day. I’ll have my final dose of chemo, and celebrate moving forward with the people I love most. You know who you are. I love you more than I could ever express in a hundred lifetimes. And I don’t know how I could have ever managed through this without you. Sure I could have, but it’s been infinitely easier this way 💞 Thank you for giving me a safe place to exist and for always letting me feel like a normal human.

[caisjunlis]

tw: death, cancer

......

grand mama told my aunt she wants to die and idk how time cope with that knowledge

I know she's not well anymore because on top of her fucking cancer she got an infection which made her stop her treatment for over 2 months now but god I am not ready

I'm so not ready I can't deal with it

[iheartvmt]

Please pray for me. This morning my big dog, Luthien, passed away.

We diagnosed her with an inoperable heart tumor a little over 6 months ago, and had been watching for worsening symptoms to know when to say goodbye, and she hadn't shown any. But one way this tumor can kill is by causing rapid heart failure, either from an arrhythmia or from cardiac tamponade. So it wasn't a surprise or sudden, not really, but it was so very quick. She did her normal morning routine -- ate her breakfast, pottied normally, sniffed the "newspaper" (the telephone pole at the end of the driveway), and hopped into the car to come with me to work. I stopped at the gas station for coffee, and when I came back out, she was collapsed and barely breathing. She was gone less than a minute later.

Once I'm feeling better, I'll probably write up the case study, partly to help me process, but also because the type of tumor she had is considered rare in dogs and would be good for y'all students to read.

[afineprivateplace]

Long Goodbyes

Yesterday, I said goodbye to a friend of mine who's going overseas for most of the year. She flies out tonight, a couple of hours from now. I've only known her for a couple of months, but I've come to really appreciate her friendship in that time, and I'm going to miss her. And of course, these days there's emails and social media and Zoom calls to make things easier, but there's still going to be all that distance. She'll be busy and I'll be busy and I just feel like I've lost another good thing in my life.

I hate all of the ways this makes me feel. I hate that I'm going to miss a person I like spending time with, but I also hate the fact that I have these negative feelings about something that is objectively good for her; she's doing something she's wanted to do for a long time, and will actually be volunteering for a good cause while she's on this trip. I hate how weirdly possessive I feel about another person. I hate that I can't tell her how hard it all is - that's my problem to deal with, not hers.

Most of all, I'm just tired of losing all the good stuff in my life, over and over. I've had to let so much go. Cancer took away a lot of my health and forever changed my relationship with my body. Abuse shattered my self confidence (the little I had) and took away a lot of my trust of other people. I've lost the ability to be intimate with other people, and I don't know that it's ever coming back. I've lost friends. My disabilities keep me from doing so many things I used to take for granted. I feel like I lost most of my thirties to a terrible time in my life. Some things I've gained - coming out as non-binary and learning about my ADHD and autism have helped me understand myself better - but they come with a new awareness of the people who will hate these things about me. For all the privilege I still feel as a male-presenting, fairly conventional looking person, I'm still aware that I'm less safe than when I was closeted and undiagnosed.

And I know that I haven't actually lost this person in any meaningful way. She remains my friend, and she'll be back soon enough. Still, it's hard not to feel like good things in my life are so fleeting. Every day feels like one more in a series of long goodbyes. And I know there are some hard days ahead of me - I might get into that in another post - and they'll be that bit harder to face with one fewer friend around.

[minaabitaa]

:”)

Hereditary cancer screening came in negative

[musesbykai]

The anniversary of my dad's passing is in a couple of days. I haven't really been able to cry or anything until tonight where it's just kinda flowing out

I still miss him a lot, even after 8 years. He was still making jokes and fought so hard up until the end when he still had his good days.

I can't forget the bad days. He completely forgot us, told us that we weren't his kids... Thought we were killing him, screaming at us for keeping him in hospice, shit is still traumatic 8 years later. No one deserves to see a loved one like that.

Sorry this is a downer of a post, I know things are hard for a lot of folks at the moment. I just needed to get it off my chest without being a burden on my friends. I'm fine, it's just a natural part of grief.