#tw leukemia

[castlesprincess]

Soo just found out my father has leukemia and has 10 years left to Iive max. Am I allowed to not give a fuck

[nixie-writes]

Hey wiener dogs.

I'm sorry that it seems like I'm not committed to what I promised. That couldn't be further from the truth. I have a valid reason for this.

I'm being thoroughly tested for leukemia and every day is a battle to get out of bed, lying in my own misery. I've had loads of fun writing though, albeit very short little blurbs of silly ideas; I'd be happy to share if anyone is interested. I have, actually, COMPLETELY rewritten Nixie, she's not even recognizable anymore and if anyone is interested I would feel glad to detail her as a new and improved, entirely renovated character. However for now, I just don't have the emotional or physical capacity to do much except sleep and chat with literally two, maybe three friends on Discord. The hematologist (doctor who specializes in blood) didn't hold back. Either it's a farce indicated by my lupus, or it's leukemia masking as lupus.

I appreciate everyone who has extended their patience and kindness to me. I'm just so tired. If this is leukemia, I'll leave this blog up but I'll be posting way less than usual and may have to shut down commissions and return to super simple requests.

Have a great evening/morning/day everyone.

[walker-walker-fashion-baby]

I think my old Damian has Leukemia fic was a pivotal moment for me as a writer

[kirstythejetblackgoldfish]

I’ve been reading on X that Asma requested to get a divorce from Assad, do you think this is true? I hope this isn’t true and is just rumors or gossip.

It sounds like complete and utter bullshit to me

She's got acute leukaemia and the source is CNN Turk so...

[aealrizen]

It seemed at some point they had contacted Crystal through an underground network. It wasn’t an unfamiliar place for them, considering Hesopher used it all the time to contact and hire mercenaries to retrieve materials for Eutoli as a whole that Cerah and Andaopos weren’t supplying for them. It was through working with those clients that they had learned about Crystal, and her ‘rumoured’ time spent helping people with cybernetic parts. However, whether it was because of their stance to remain under alias, or some other reason, Crystal was proving to be unwilling to fully work with them. It had been a rough few days, something had been concerning Hesopher enough to hinder their progress on developing their own method for cybernetic surgery. It was currently late at night, and Hesopher had unintentionally fallen asleep where he had been cuddling Midas. He was fourteen now, and couldn’t sleep because of the usual full body ache from his bones and faulty blood. And that, plus the state his father was in had put him in a sour mood.

He had his father’s laptop on his stomach, staring at the most recent conversation between Crystal and Hesopher. Neither of them were using real names, and Hesopher had been fairly secretive about everything about them and their situation. He didn’t want to be traced back. Yet something about being sleep deprived and irritated made Midas reach out instead of leaving it to his dad as he had been doing.

‘You’re being really annoying, you know? We’re not asking for much. Just a name of a book we can look into about the problem or something.’

He hadn’t been expecting a response, and shortly after he’d sent it he considered deleting it. His dad would scold him for being rude once he saw it, and they didn’t need to piss off their contact to the point of blocking them. But to his surprise a response came back quickly.

‘Who is this?’

Oh, she recognized it wasn’t Hesopher really quickly. Smart lady.

‘The son,’ Midas typed back quickly, blinking hazily in his sleepless daze.

The next response took longer to show up, but it seemed to be both because of length and because Crystal had taken a moment to consider or rewrite her words.

‘Look kid. Being a cyborg is not a good life. People don’t like cyborgs, it’s hard to maintain the equipment, and resources aren’t plentiful. Stop chasing a fairytale, and go live your life.’

It was sensible. Any healthy person would look at the prejudice cyborgs had to deal with, and the resources and potential risks they had, and would turn the option down without a moment’s hesitation. And Crystal was rather noble for trying to keep people away from falling into the darker parts of society, where other city’s laws made living risky.

But Midas wasn’t healthy, and they were out of options.

So after an annoyed huff Midas opened the camera app and snapped a picture from the camera facing him and his exhausted dad. And for good measure he stuck his tongue out and held his middle finger up to it as well. The picture was then sent along with a short response.

‘Ain’t got much of one.’

He didn’t wait for an answer, the budding migraine suddenly making itself fully known and causing his head to throb and the light from the laptop to stab at his eyes. With a soft groan, Midas clapped the laptop’s lid closed and shoved it aside, rolling to bury his face into his dad’s chest. As soon as the light was gone the pain in his head subsided considerably, and he drew a steadying breath and let it out slowly. The pain wasn’t gone, it never truly was. But after a few minutes of complete darkness it dropped back down to a state he could manage. Enough that he ended up falling into a half sleep for several hours.

The next morning they had woken up to a response from Crystal.

‘Your son seems to know when it’s time to pull the empathy card.’

‘You have our support.’

With the responses came a compressed file holding two complete documents containing the research notes on full body cyborgs from one of the original scientists of the past. And through his tears of relief and laughter, Hesopher still made Midas apologize to Crystal for the rude gesture.

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This one is pretty short compared to some of the others, but the next part is too different and long X'D I really had fun drawing this one too

[godstiel-is-based]

Nicki Aycox who played the first Meg Masters died of Leukemia.

I hope she had a wonderful life even if she lived shorter than average. Looking on her IG you can see how she has always been trying to be strong and hopeful for everyone. During her illness she didn't give up and lived fully until she could.

Rest in power Nicki.

I've seen her in a handful of episodes and still her death left a void, it's unsettling.

[bisexuallittlefreaks]

hey guys. 2021 is the shittiest year ever and it keeps getting worse.

we just found out today my dad (55) has leukemia.

obviously i’m asking for your thoughts and prayers and good vibes and lit candles.

but i’m also asking you to join the bone marrow donor registry, which, at least for the united states, is be the match

thank you

[emmatomorr0w]

i think the reason this hits so many of us so surprisingly hard is that even though we’re grown and we think we know better... there’s still a part of us that believes wrestlers are STRONGER and LARGER THAN LIFE and 

SUPERHEROES 

and like yeah maybe they get an injury but you don’t think ever that they’re vulnerable in the way us normal mortals are

but of course thats not how life works and wrestlers are humans just like the rest of us and can get sick like the rest of us

Joe get well soon you can kick leukemia’s ass