That’s where I hide my pee fetish stuff.
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Is that a polypeptide boson realignment transducer in your pocket, or are you just glad to magnetoreceive me?
The idea that successfully holding down a job and making rent entitles you to complete freedom from perceiving the unhappiness of others is so breathtakingly narcissistic.
This^
“We live in a free market society,” maybe?
“I shouldn’t have to see the pain, struggle, and despair of homeless people to and from my way to work every day.”
Most doctors I know (myself included) would not accept most of the treatments we offer. If I’m diagnosed with glioblastoma, I’m getting on a plane to somewhere tropical where I can drink all of the vodka.
Good god, what on earth for? That sounds like an absolute nightmare, especially for someone in his condition.
I heard about that book. My parents are nurses, and so is Cindymoo, and they feel the same way. Stage one or two cancer, fine, treat it. But stage three pancreatic cancer? Stage four colon or ovarian cancer? Leukemia when you’re in your 70s+? Surgery to remove the tumors for comfort purposes and palliative care,…
I didn’t understand that my dad was sleeping so much at one point because he had attempted suicide during the night by taking a bunch of morphine, which made him sleep a lot for a few days. I probably prolonged his life against his wishes by getting a night attendant to watch him so he would be safe. I have a feeling…
I try not to but I feel like I was kind of torturing her (in a benevolent way, if that’s possible). I just didn’t know.
Oh, I’m so sorry. My mom died 23 days after being diagnosed with lung cancer (she hated going to the doctor, so we think she’d been sick for a long time without acknowledging it). In retrospect, even though it was incredibly painful and even now, 11 1/2 years later, I miss her SO much, it was actually a good death.…
Good for her. My aunt was given 4-5 months to live, unless she went on chemo which would—possibly—have extended her life for another year. But, the entire time would be spent in chemo, and mostly in a hospital. She told her oncologist ‘No, thanks. I’m going camping.’ And she did. And was happy. RIP Aunt Jean!
My great Aunt Gerri was diagnosed with leukemia last January. Instead of fighting it, due to her advanced age, she and her family decided that palliative care was the way to go and they brought in hospice care. She died two months later, but her pain was under control, she got to spend time with her grandkids and…
I just burst into tears when I read your comment, as I came to say the exact same. I watched that happen to my grandmother when I was a kid. She hung on in very bad shape for about 2 years after it spread from lungs to several organs and then the worst, the brain. It was horrific. (Outside of some kind of…
She may still be alive now, but if she truly has cancer in her brain and lungs and is in hospital, she probably won’t be for much longer. I don’t understand this weird obsession with “fighting” terminal illness all the way to the end. As soon as her cancer spread she had no chance. I hope she was able to focus on…
Can we give Bette Midler her own pundit show that’s just a half hour of GOP burns and show tunes?