I also got some REALLY shit news today about my foot... it's funny some kid with dreadlocks who's a dick said to me like last week "Ner stop living in the past." Which is ironic ... especially for this person who's all like "I CAN NEVER HEAR ANYTHING, I DONT DRINK CAUSE MY FAMILY WAH WAH WAH."
Anyways, the bad new is; that my ankle which is royally fucked cannot be healed by any form of medicine anymore unless I want to be a zombie. The only other option is to drill into my back, locate the spinal cord, and then cut off the "pain-gate" to my leg, which has a 20% success rate and an 80% chance that I will never feel my right leg from the hip downwards. Life's fun.
But I am not looking at it negatively. More a challenge.
I saw a little boy, no older then 10 with brain cancer... so my little issue seems so insignificant.
Keep coolly, cool boy.