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what they don’t tell you about being stuck between a rock and a hard place is that you get some nice bruises you can press on for catharsis
I have been thinking a lot about what a cancer diagnosis used to mean. How in the ‘80s and ‘90s, when someone was diagnosed, my parents would gently prepare me for their death. That chemo and radiation and surgery just bought time, and over the age of fifty people would sometimes just. Skip it. For cost reasons, and for quality of life reasons. My grandmother was diagnosed in her early seventies and went directly into hospice for just under a year — palliative care only. And often, after diagnosis people and their families would go away — they’d cash out retirement or sell the house and go live on a beach for six months. Or they’d pay a charlatan all their savings to buy hope. People would get diagnosed, get very sick, leave, and then we’d hear that they died.
And then, at some point, the people who left started coming back.
It was the children first. The March of Dimes and Saint Jude set up programs and my town would do spaghetti fundraisers and raffles and meal trains to support the family and send the child and one parent to a hospital in the city — and the children came home. Their hair grew back. They went back to school. We were all trained to think of them as the angelic lost and they were turning into asshole teens right in front of our eyes. What a miracle, what a gift, how lucky we are that the odds for several children are in our favor!
Adults started leaving for a specific program to treat their specific cancer at a specific hospital or a specific research group. They’d stay in that city for 6-12 months and then they’d come home. We fully expected that they were still dying — or they’d gotten one of the good cancers. What a gift this year is for them, we’d think. How lucky they are to be strong enough to ski and swim and run. And then they didn’t stop — two decades later they haven’t stopped. Not all of them, but most of them.
We bought those extra hours and months and years. We paid for time with our taxes. Scientists found ways for treatment to be less terrible, less poisonous, and a thousand times more effective.
And now, when a friend was diagnosed, the five year survival odds were 95%. My friend is alive, nearly five years later. Those kids who miraculously survived are alive. The adults who beat the odds are still alive. I grew up in a place small enough that you can see the losses. And now, the hospital in my tiny hometown can effectively treat many cancers. Most people don’t have to go away for treatment. They said we could never cure cancer, as it were, but we can cure a lot of cancers. We can diagnose a lot of cancers early enough to treat them with minor interventions. We can prevent a lot of cancers.
We could keep doing that. We could continue to fund research into other heartbreaks — into Long Covid and MCAS and psych meds with fewer side effects and dementia treatments. We could buy months and years, alleviate the suffering of our neighbors. That is what funding health research buys: time and ease.
Anyway, I’m preaching to the choir here. But it is a quiet miracle what’s happened in my lifetime.
Cystic fibrosis used to be a "disease of childhood" because people who had it rarely lived to be adults. Now it's considered a chronic illness.
I know I'm saying this as someone who's career largely depends on this, but: please, this is why we need basic science research. If you ever see a headline or snippet about something "ridiculous" that scientists are doing, you are being propagandized. You are being lied to. And it's in a way that aims to stop this progress.
Not gonna lie, I'm a little annoyed that despite the vast amount of project hail Mary spoilers I saw on tumblr in the last few weeks (and yes I know that not blocking the tag was my own fault) I did not see a single post about the huge flashing light scene in the middle of the film. Hell, it was set right in the middle of a very important plot scene. But the flashes were so bright and so intense that I had to close my eyes and cover them with my hands for I think nearly two minutes. And I'm not even epileptic! I just get migraines. Thankfully I went to see it with a friend who could tell me what was happening in the scene.
So, I'm going to warn people who may not have seen the movie yet. When the ship is pulling away from the green planet, the music will calm down, then a bang will be heard. That's when the flashing lights start. They'll pretty pretty much keep going until there's a scene change and the audio cuts out. That's when you can open your eyes.

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when i die i hope to leave some manner of amazing digital carcass behind
seeing people claim that 4chan is "just a website like any other" is still just insaaaane to me
just saw someone say that 4chan can't possibly be white supremacist because they attacked scientology in the 2000s you people are stupid for real
just a normal website bro 😇 nothing to see here
screaaaammm somebody just called me a bootlicker for being annoyed that my coworker is so bad at her job thats its making everyone elses jobs way fucking harder i can never ever ever ever turn anon off
Majority of this website will go to warrrr for coworkers that make everyone’s life miserable bc they’re the coworker who makes everyone’s life miserable
one of the best things about commie utopia would be that your incompetent coworker could be fired without ruining their life...I spent like 6 extra months with a coworker who fucked everything up constantly because our boss didn't want him to lose his visa and in an ideal world you could be just kind of bad at things without that being grounds for deportation y'know
One argument about UBI I like to make to people is to think of the most unbearable coworker they've ever had, or the worst customer experience they've ever had, and consider whether the world wouldn't actually be a better place if some people simply did not work
Does anyone else ever have a sort of phantom physical sense when there's something ready to paste in the clipboard. It feels like I've got something in my right hand and when I click ctrl-v I put it down.
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i'm afraid the phrase "touch my wee wee touch my fucking wee wee!" has become a consistent part of my internal monologue vocabulary
he was just very real about it
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I’m really Enjoying all the pictures you’re reblogging.
This is an example of something you could say to me for free at any time and be rewarded with my smile and thanks, which is priceless
the entirety of “Meet the Spy” sped up 10x except for the word “pornography”

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