Not sure this is the right forum for this. This is a burner account used to be a degenerate human.

Anywho, Served 91-03. Deployed to most all of the bad places. Not all of them unfortunately. Separated and began my corporate ladder climb. Achieved my goals. Life’s good. All the while my past comes back to haunt me. Cancer.

The year is 2015. Begging to have digestive issues, chronic diarrhea. I’ve been using the VAMC. Doc attributes it to low iron and diet. Sure thing doc. The year is now 2017. Doc, I’m begging you, WTF is wrong with me? Finally get to GI. Upper and lower GI performed. Dude you got Cancer. Bad doc! Bad patient! Yeah I should have pushed them more. My Bad….Doc is let go from VA. Surgeries, oh shit!! He’s stage IV. Not looking good for the home team. Aggressive chemo combined with radiation….12 months later, bell ringing parrrrtyyyy whoop whoop…financially drained. VA claim denied. No service connection. No job..treatment residuals are a bitch. Off to work I go. 1.5 hrs away in another state. Nothing closer available. 6 months in. Noticing my mental health is deteriorating. Treatment residuals still a m’fr. 1 yr in..conflict with employee and fired. Move two states away. Family still in original home. I’m alone. New job going great. Making improvements, things looking up. I’ve survived Stage IV cancer. The year is 2020. Normal routine check up. Mental health somewhat improving. Reuniting with family soon. Cancer…biopsy confirms metastatic. Surgeries, chemo……….remission. Fuck. PACT Act….ohhhhhh yay! Original denial appealed. Granted zero….ugh residuals filed. Waiting………..today getting weaker but still fighting.

Of course there are “gaps” in the story line. Due to keeping the innocent anonymous.