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This is Rumor Control, interrupting the program previously abandoned.
For those of you hearing lots of speculation, please note the following:
Yes, I have been diagnosed with a chronic medical issue. For some reason my liver has decided to hate me and is doing the very best it can to throw wrenches into my heath.
No, I am not dying. Well, actually, I am. We all are. I’m just doing it at a slightly quicker and less predictable pace. I could be around for ten years at the current level I am, or I could be pushing daisies in ten weeks. Things like this are wildly erratic.
There are a lot of steps to get through before I shuffle off this mortal coil. I am in no way even close to being debilitated enough for a transplant, which offers the best rate of survival for this. Livers, like many organs, go to the folks in the worst shape. I am pretty far from that right now.
Not to say I do not have problems. I have lost about 80 pounds. I run out of energy pretty quickly. I have good days when I’m spitting fire and I have bad days where I have to pack it in and lay down. Luckily, I have far more good days than bad.
Like a good little boy, I do what the Docs tell me to do. My main guy is a pal and the smartest guy I know. My liver guy is one of the best in the area. They basically gave me a pretty tough regimen and told me not to do anything stupid, which is good advice for everyone. There are tests o’ plenty, which is a real drag, especially when you start running out of good veins. Lord knows how much extra radiation I have had in the last six months. But you do what you have to keep going.
I am told at some point this will become more of a problem. I try to not screw up today thinking about tomorrow and what may or may not happen. As should we all.
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