BigOrange15
Never Falter, Never Yield
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It's the same on the other side of the mountain.Pineville has great potential as a cute little retirement town, it really is a beautifully quaint setting, but the story is the same as all of southeastern Ky...nobody wants to live a few blocks away from hundreds of meth addict thieves just waiting for you to leave town so they can break in and steal your life...
I was looking at single BR apartments in farragut week 3.
bruh pissed on himself yesterday on my MIL couch. I froze
I have to drive through a particularly rough part of town to get to the coal camp where my mom and grandparents live. One danced out in front of the car the other day when I was crossing a bridge doing some crazy jig. I stopped, then slowly passed in the other lane. I don't think she ever realized I was there.I know...pretty much the whole appalachian coalfields area is like that.
I have to drive through a particularly rough part of town to get to the coal camp where my mom and grandparents live. One danced out in front of the car the other day when I was crossing a bridge doing some crazy jig. I stopped, then slowly passed in the other lane. I don't think she ever realized I was there.
I call it the Appalachian shiverI have to drive through a particularly rough part of town to get to the coal camp where my mom and grandparents live. One danced out in front of the car the other day when I was crossing a bridge doing some crazy jig. I stopped, then slowly passed in the other lane. I don't think she ever realized I was there.
Glad you're ok.I never completely left. Still checked in quite often, just stopped posting.
Almost died back in Oct 2018, because of a 6 week non diagnosis of diverticulitis. I was in and out of the hospital so much, my insurance company sent me a letter "explaining" when to go to the hospital.
My white blood count was 20,000 plus (normal is 4-7 thousand), but for 6 weeks they didn't do anything except put me on the same antibiotics over and over again...until my body just started shutting down. A surgeon finally figured it out. They gutted me like a pig. Took out a large chunk of my intestines and gave me a new butthole in my stomach, with a plastic bag attached. Talk about fun.
Long story short. Finally had a reversal surgery done a few months ago. After several months in the gym and a lot of protein "mixtures?". I'm finally back to kicking azz and taking names health.
Doctor that finally figured out what was wrong told me it was the first time he had ever seen anyone as healthy as me have diverticulitis. Before it was all over, I had lost about 70 lbs. I got down to under 130 lbs and looked like a death camp survivor.