This Is Not Good!

 

The abscess is the size of a walnut and oozing puss now.

Two weeks ago they did a bunch of tests to see if they could remove my trach.

They couldn’t because after having it for these past six years my lungs are too damaged and weak.

Oxygen therapy would not make a difference.

Without the trach I cannot speak, but worse than that, I cannot breathe properly enough to survive.

If I had feeling in my throat and torso I may have discovered it a long time ago.

I lost all feeling in my throat from being on life support 13 times in seven years.

I NEVER GET THE USUAL AILMENTS.

I ALWAYS GET THE WEIRDEST THINGS HAPPEN TO ME.

For example, seven years with throat cancer and I still have my tonsils.

But ……

This is just one of those bumps in the road we all call ‘life’.

My time is not yet.

Of that you can bet.