HumanKind.. Be Both

I've debated it all day. I'm not generally the type to draw attention to myself, but it feels wrong not to in this particular instance, as it is the only way I can think to give public thanks. I'm not telling this story for the sake of patting myself on the back, so please don't make it that way.


Thank you for bearing with me……:rose:

It doesn't come across that way.
You are easy to bear.
And I adore you, ever so much.
:heart: Thank you for being who you are... no where near perfect but so perfectly amazing
 
I was blessed this week with a quiet call that I can't really talk about I real life. BUT I will have a place to live when my dead line here is up. Someone locally (works for my village) who knows what I do first responder support wise wants me to be her neighbor.... Actually it's move into the garage apartment where her mom lived for the last 15 years. Her mom passed away 2 weeks ago so they have some sorting, repairing, etc to do along my same time line to be out of here. They want me because I won't be a problem and I'll be long term. They want me enough to drop rent $200 a month lower to what (top of the line since I'm on Medicare) I can afford. Things will be even tighter then here but even if I'm back to $25 a week for food, I've been there before.

There will be some haters but I feel so relieved. They work the citizen emergency response team here and will make sure I'm OK and safe without living in my pocket. I've not had one panic attack all week since talking to her and she also feels really good about this.

So Ms. Karma has blessed me this week for services already paid forward. :heart:



Its both a sad news in a way, and good news. I am very glad for you. I hope it all works out sweetheart. You deserve a good turn if anyone does. :heart::kiss:
 
I've debated it all day. I'm not generally the type to draw attention to myself............

To all those here who are having a bad day or bad week or bad month…..share it with somebody. For all the negativity we have seen here recently, there are so many more warm people who genuinely care and want to help if you give them the chance. Don’t suffer in silence, let them share your burden, as they will do so all too happily and without complaint, if given the chance. For all of Lit’s faults, there are a lot of good things to be had here.

Thank you for bearing with me……:rose:


Thanks for this dude....its been a jacked up week or so for me. This helps. You the man.
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That is amazing Joe. I'm glad your friends were able to be there to help get you through all that. I'm in awe. :kiss:
 
I've debated it all day. I'm not generally the type to draw attention to myself, but it feels wrong not to in this particular instance, as it is the only way I can think to give public thanks. I'm not telling this story for the sake of patting myself on the back, so please don't make it that way.

For background......

15 years ago, a very good friend of mine was diagnosed with a particularly aggressive and sudden onsetting form of bone cancer. He was given only months to live, unless he received a bone marrow transplant. He was a good man, the type that everybody wanted to be friends with. Everyone he knew, including myself, registered on the National Bone Marrow Registry in the hopes of becoming the donor who would save his life.

Sadly, it wasn't enough and he died only weeks after his diagnosis.

Fast forward to a few weeks ago. I had never taken the steps to remove my name from the registry. I am already an organ donor, and didn't see any reason to preclude my marrow from donation, so I left my name in the proverbial hat, though I’ve never updated my contact information.

Imagine my surprise when my mom called a few weeks ago to tell me they were trying to get ahold of me. I called them back and was told I was a donor match, and they wanted needed me to do some blood work ASAP. Which was how I found myself sitting in an otherwise empty medical lab at 0600 on a Saturday morning….they said the results would take a week, and the next few days were a living hell….the waiting…….

It was a Wednesday when the registry called to say I was a good donor. They told me it would be 3 weeks until I donated, and asked that I just stay healthy and clean during that time…..I was a nervous wreck. I had never been under general anesthesia before, or even had a major surgery for that matter. So many things were crossing my mind, I took the time to get my will updated, which seems like a ridiculous gesture but I needed to do something……but I was also so excited. I was a part of something miraculous, bigger than myself and I could remain anonymous if I so chose. It was exactly what I needed at this point in my life.

And then, the call. He died. Just as I was getting over my fears and hangups with the support of many good friends here, he was gone. Before I even met him or could even offer him my help. For more selfish reasons than not, I fell hard. It’s a strange thing, to actively shed tears for someone who you know so little about…..a veteran like myself, leukemia, 45 years old with twin daughters in college….that’s it. Yet I cried like I haven’t in so many years…..it literally sucked every ounce of energy I had right out of me. I left work early and just walked…..

And then, 5 hours later, another call. The registry. Because my bloodwork was all up to date, they were able to match me to someone else. But I had to donate on Monday. Like 4 days away Monday. Damn it…..to go from such a low to such a high as though a switch was flipped……they sent me the new forms electronically.

No need for new blood work. They called in a prescription for high dose antibiotics and I picked it up at 10pm. A warning saying it may cause dizziness and nausea right on the bottle but I’ve never had problems with that before.

Good Lord. I was so sick that night and the next day. My abs hurt from vomiting. All I could keep down was crackers and a few pieces of plain pasta, and I could hardly walk a straight line from the spins I had. As miserable as I imagine one can be without the aid of alcohol.

And now, finally, to the point of this ramble…..

There are amazing and good people in the world. I want to thank 3 particular Litsters who came running to my side when they saw me stumble. I don’t want to embarrass them so I won’t name them, but I do want to say this:

To my nurse, thank you for staying up with me into the wee hours, doting on me as if you were here, and loving me for all my flaws. I know you have your own real life issues to tend to but I appreciate your diverting your attention for my benefit, I hope to be able to repay that one day.

To my psychic, who messaged me out of the blue to check on me and then supported me in her own special way, thank you for knowing me and reaching out when I needed it most, I am in your debt.

And to my scientist, who knew without asking I was in a bad place and, as always, diverted my attention with her analytics and less than perfect tact, I am so thankful.

There were of course many others. I'm so sorry that I can't name you all.

To all those here who are having a bad day or bad week or bad month…..share it with somebody. For all the negativity we have seen here recently, there are so many more warm people who genuinely care and want to help if you give them the chance. Don’t suffer in silence, let them share your burden, as they will do so all too happily and without complaint, if given the chance. For all of Lit’s faults, there are a lot of good things to be had here.

Thank you for bearing with me……:rose:

I am so VERY proud of you and your beautiful, selfless heart...I am so blessed to be your friend ...You are such an amazing human being and I adore you...

Most of all, I am so happy that you have so many beautiful, supportive and caring friends...It means so much to me that you have that and you so deserve that...your soul is pure warmth...

Bless you for what you do and who you are ...:rose::rose::rose:
 
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I am so VERY proud of you and your beautiful, selfless heart...I am so blessed to be your friend ...You are such an amazing human being and I adore you...

Most of all, I am so happy that you have so many beautiful, supportive and caring friends...It means so much to me that you have that and you so deserve that...your soul is pure warmth...

Bless you for what you do and who you are ...:rose::rose::rose:

Thank you love, for your kind words here and unending support in real life:heart:
 
I've debated it all day. I'm not generally the type to draw attention to myself, but it feels wrong not to in this particular instance, as it is the only way I can think to give public thanks. I'm not telling this story for the sake of patting myself on the back, so please don't make it that way.

Thank you for bearing with me……:rose:

So beyond proud of you as one of my Veterans... this is just the cherry! :kiss:

WHY??? We need more people who will just step up.

I see more of my veteran guys blow off anyone needing help. Seriously at the VA I'd had around 10 men just stand and watch me struggle to lift (3 in total) a contractor bag of dress clothes for the homeless women veterans in transition out of my SUV & into a wheelchair to get into the building. I even asked for a hand & was told sorry I am a disabled veteran. My handicapped card was in place & I was parked in a handicapped spot too. This is typical for what I experience. So I don't even have any high expectations on help here for anything with my guy veterans except them riding their Harleys for a fundraiser.

Can we clone you??? Cause we need more guys like you period!!! :rose:
 
Its both a sad news in a way, and good news. I am very glad for you. I hope it all works out sweetheart. You deserve a good turn if anyone does. :heart::kiss:

Thanks for all your help. :rose:
I may need to bug you later to just proof my numbers
& set up for the crowd funding for deposits.
 
Simple enough. Treat people the way you wish them to treat you. A moment of your time. A gesture can make an impact on someone's day.
 
We had a patient last week.. young kid with a heroin problem got into a car accident and was bumped/scraped pretty bad. We got him cleaned up.. dressed his wounds. He was gone within 24 hours.
I learned this evening that he went home and shot up again.. was dead by the time he was found.
It's just so sad.

so.. for his mama..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WHs_yJ5gu28
 
We had a patient last week.. young kid with a heroin problem got into a car accident and was bumped/scraped pretty bad. We got him cleaned up.. dressed his wounds. He was gone within 24 hours.
I learned this evening that he went home and shot up again.. was dead by the time he was found.
It's just so sad.

so.. for his mama..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WHs_yJ5gu28
That's awful. :( I'm so sorry that happened.
 
We had a patient last week.. young kid with a heroin problem got into a car accident and was bumped/scraped pretty bad. We got him cleaned up.. dressed his wounds. He was gone within 24 hours.
I learned this evening that he went home and shot up again.. was dead by the time he was found.
It's just so sad.

so.. for his mama..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WHs_yJ5gu28

My heart breaks to hear this...What a touching song...

He was lucky to have you as a nurse that night because I know how compassionate you are...:heart::heart:
 
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