don’t know much about this treatment because I haven’t looked into it much. And
I don’t think I’m going to look into it because I have a couple of friends who
are trying it out and it doesn’t sound like much fun to me. First of all, this
injection must cost a zillion dollars because my friends say they had to fight
like hell with their insurance companies to get them to pay for it. And I don’t
know about you, but for me there is no endeavor that’s more soul-crushing and
makes me feel more like I’ve had precious hours of life stolen from me than
fighting like hell with my insurance company. That’s why everybody hates
friends also tell me that the injection goes directly into their spinal cords.
Whaaaaat? Need I say more about that?
to me, the most intolerable deal-breaking aspect of it all is that my friends have to be at their doctor’s office bright and early to receive their injection,
like about 8 a.m. So that means that on Injection Day, they have to get up around 4
a.m. I don’t know why it has to be that way. Why can’t they get injected in the
middle of the afternoon? It’s almost like the medical professionals have to make
sure that getting treated and/or cured entails some element of suffering for us.
Otherwise they’re letting us off the hook too easy.
to recap, if I want to get the treatment I’d have to fight like hell with my Insurance
company in order to receive an injection directly into my spine. And worst of
all, I’d have to get up at 4 a.m!
know what will happen. I’ll hear the alarm at 4 a.m. and I’ll say fuck it. I
don’t even think I’d be motivated enough to get up even if the treatment might make me
leap up out of my wheelchair and go waterskiing. I’ve lived this long without
waterskiing. At this point in my life, I’d rather sleep in. That’s about all
that’s left on my bucket list. I don't know if that's good or bad, but that's what it is.
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