Get Fixed Or Die Trying

Yo, I'm slipping.

I'm at a place physically where my body can't tanke another surgery. I've had 20 of em in the last year and a half. I am more than tired. I'm mentally exhausted when it comes to dragging my ass to medical facilities.

My medical team told me a few weeks ago to do no more. I was advised that there isn't much more they can do surgically (within reason) to get me beyond the point of where I am right now, and that actually disappointed me.

I am not in denial, but I absolutely, positively cannot be left like this.

As an engineering major, I have been trained and taught that there is more to everything than just to leave well enough alone. I know that there are advances in technology that can give me the sight I desire and leave me with the motor skills to function as a normal human being beyond all of the medical treatments.

My chief surgeon begs to differ.

I fired him last week.

I volunteered myself for some experimental, futuristic, George Jetson, crazy-type brain surgical shit that could possibly leave me vegetative or worse if things go wrong.

I feel like I owe it to myself to do everything I can in my power to fix what's broken so I can have a better quality of life. If I were not as educated in the process I would agree with my old medical team that my body could no longer stand surgical repair and I would accept being disabled and with handcuffed ability.


I ain't going out like that, son.