Ok, last thing I can think of telling you is maybe a overview of my life.
Geez! I hope you arent gonna Stalk me now that you got all this information on me, lol ;o)
Well... *Thinking* Maybe if your a cutey, then maybe it would be ok ;o)
Shortly after I was born the family moved to Vancouver, while I growing up we moved around alot and lived also in New Westminister, Maple Ridge, and Chilliwack and Sardis, all in BC, Canada
When I was around 5 years old, during a routine check-up... The doctor found out I had Cancer, Leukemia (in the blood). I still remember the day it was discovered with both my Mom and Dad crying and then that Night. Some of my clothes being packed up, then the long silent drive to the Vancouver Hospital. I quickly went to sleep in the car, hoping it was all only a bad dream and that when I woke up I'd be safe and sound back at home...
No such luck! That night we arrived at the Vancouver Hospital and thats where I remained for the next 6 months while I recieved treatment for the Cancer. While I was in the hopital my Mom lived in the nurses residence across the street and came to visit every day! At one time the doctors said the Cancer had taken over 80-90% of my blood system. With the help of my Dad bringing me Milkshakes with raw Egg Yolks everyday, my blood count went back up and they got the Cancer back into remission.
It stayed in remisson till I was about 7 years old. Then without any real warning. We got a phone call... It relasped in my central nervous system (Spine to the Brain) and this time is was treated with radiation. (They fried my brain, lol) And of course from the radation, I lost all my hair, which was kinda rough. Luckly, I still wasnt going to school, that would have been a Nightmare! During this time I also got to know the Vancouver Childrens hospital pretty well, it was kinda fun there, when I wasen't being poked with needles every which way possible :o(
I'm still thankful that all this happened over my childhood, so I was never actually aware of what was really happening to me... Because after the second time the Cancer came back everyone besides my family, pretty much thought I was good as dead. As I guess the chances weren't good for me after the second time it came back. :o(
It was this time after much begging, we moved back to Kamloops BC, Canada. Soon after that it was under control and soon in remission again....
To make a long story short it never came back... And I'm here typing this now :o)
As a result of all this I never went to a public school till I was about 12 years old and started in Grade 7, and because I had never been through school all of those years of school, I never learned the "Social Skills" that most others had. I hated almost every minute of being in school (with those you would call, my peers) I continued on struggling and about halfway through Grade 7, I was skipped up to Grade 8. (I was NOT skipped up because I mastered the Grade, but ONLY because my lack of attendence was probably making their School look bad.) With the materials being harder, and knowing even less people, I continued on in Grade 8, only attending sporadically...
Then when I was 14, my Dad died from a Heart Attack. After having spent a couple years in the Hospital and Extended Care home, totally paralized on his left side as a result of a couple strokes while he was still living with us at home, it was at this time I totally dropped out of School...
Anyways... That's all I feel like sharing for now...
Thanks for readin',
Gary
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