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Hey guys, Kiriah/Violyre here. It's been awhile since I've been here, but my brain remembered this place. I just thought I'd throw out an update.
Warning: Medical talk. May make you happy or sad depending how much you might hate me for my past. Viewer discretion advised.
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So for the past few years, I've had a pain in the upper right of my stomach area. My doctor determined I had gall stones, and as the pain was dull, she said just to keep a watch on it for getting worse.
Let's skip now to March 28th, 2024.
I get home, and the pain is starting to increase, I'm distracted from it by throwing up everything I had eaten (nuggets dipped in medium buffalo sauce...OUCH). I took a drink. Threw that up shortly after. Anything I swallowed came back up. Couldn't even take my medicine. All I could do was sleep.
The next day was more of the same. I told my mom that night that if I still couldn't eat or drink the following day, I needed to go to the ER because I feared dehydration.
Well, my body finally allowed me to drink, but I was running a 101F fever. So we still went to the hospital. This is the 30th now
The doctor asked me what's been going on, so told her I hadn't really eaten or had anything to drink since the 28th. I also mentioned that the pain in my abdomen was increasing. She pressed it. And let me tell you, I SCREAMED. Didn't know I could get that loud. They moved me to a private room, still in the ER.
They ran tests, and determined my gall bladder needed to be removed. It would be removed on the 31st. Yes, Easter Sunday.
The surgeon told me that I had the biggest gall bladder he'd ever seen, and that it was like super infected. He had to "make an incision much bigger than (he) likes to make, and almost considered upening me up." So he had me in the hospital two more days.
So his office calls and sets up a follow-up appointment. Then they call back and say the doctor wanted me to get in ASAP. We rescheduled, but I had to cancel because my mom was acting loopy and I eventually called an ambulance for her (she's fine now, basically her body had no vitamins in it at all and it went into panic mode.). We rescheduled again, but before that appointment, I was getting an intense pain in that same spot as before and another 101F fever. I called the ambulance for myself.
After some tests, they determined I had an abscess in that spot. While they kept me, the doctor's office called to see if I could come in that day because it was urgent. Told them I was back in the hospital. Since their office was on the same complex, he came to visit me at that time they said.
And that's when I received the worst news of all.
i had stage 3 adenocarcinoma in my gall bladder according to a biopsy. In layman's terms, stage 3 cancer.
I don't usually cry, but I did. For about five minutes until I decided "I'm going to get through this." Told my mom, who was actually leaving the hospital that day and she cried too, more than me. But we agreed "fuck cancer" and I would fight it.
I talked to an oncologist, but since they had put a drain in for the abscess, they can't start chemo until it's out. My surgeon said that since the drain goes right through my liver, they needed to wait for it to scar over, about six weeks. That appointment is May 28th. My oncologist wants to put a port in me to start chemo, and my surgeon is going to do that, maybe on the 28th as well.
As for right now, I've been off work for more than a month, waiting for my short-term disability to start paying, as well as indemnity plans to pay out. I got a check for $2400 that was just for my first trip to the hospital. And if I'm reading it right, the gall bladder removal and cancer discovery should net me enough to pay off all of my debts and have a LOT left over.
So what am I doing now? Just playing the waiting game. I'm playing video games while I wait. Watching Youtube. You know, trying to live a normal life, keeping in the back of my head what's going on.
So chemo will probably start in June. It's gonna suck, I know, but needs to be done.
So that's my life right now. I'm not looking for pity. I just know I have some friends here who still like me.
That's all I really have at the moment. If anyone wants future updates, let me know!
Yeah, fuck cancer. You'll get through this, you've got a plan and you've got support from us.