Regardless what your opinion of Rachel Maddow is, (mine is that she is way too liberal even for me), but one of her promos presents a very good question. She is standing in front of the Hoover Dam and she states that Americans and the "big ol' evil government" built this piece of vital infrastructure not for themselves, but for the benefit of generations to come. She then asks, "What is our generation leaving behind for future generations?" Debt and landfills? Can you name one national project of that magnitude today or plans for such an endeavor as our infrastructure collapses (see Minneapolis bridge disaster) around us? Just a thought. You political type know I don't claim to have any answers, just questions. Questions most either have not thought about or just don't want to answer, because to address them would be admitting that we are not perfect as a country. (Don't get me wrong we are a great country and I am proud to be an American).
Thoughts from the Poagulation-Nation.
Poage
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
All bow before the great and all knowing Free Market!
I know that I am compleatly ignorant about economics, but my rational, logical brain still can't seem to understand why the conservative, tea party types worship Smith and Rand like prophets, yet They support subsidies for all sorts of successful businesses. Oil, I'm looking at you), bail out for businesses that ran themselves into the ground while dragging the rest of us with them. I am all for cutting waste and fraud, but the way some of these neo-cons want to do it doesn't seem logical.
Since Medicare started in the 60's the average income of physicians has gone from less than $20,000 a year to close to $200,000 a year. Specialist make almost $400,000 a year now. Well above what inflation can account for. The Paul Ryan proposal would replace Medicare with a voucher from the government of about $7000 to spend on private health care. One of my hospital stays can cost over $20,000 a pop. $7000 won't help anyone with anything more than allergies. To me it seems the doctors are better off keeping Medicare/ Medicaid. Programs that have kept me alive and make U.S. doctors the highest payed in the world. Even if the neo-con have there way and decimated so-called discretionary spending, Medicare, Social Security, Planned parenthood ( who BY LAW CANNOT USE ANY FEDERAL MONEY FOR ABORTIONS no matter what some would like you to believe), and even cuts in defence (which has some bipartisan support, including poor slave Raun Paul) the dept you only be a drop in the bucket in government spending as long as 400 people continue to get tax cuts.
I wish everyone had less taxes, but this tax cut is so big and one sided that all the social cuts in the world will not increase revenue if more is going out in tax cuts than is coming in. Of, course my right wing friends say that those cuts stimulate job growth. Well, where are the jobs? Mexico, China, and the third world, not the U.S. If taxes breaks were given to businesses to stay in the U.S. and tax penalties for exporting jobs that might help, But, what do I know? Also, all the money these corporations receive is not put back into the U.S. When does it "trickle down"? These fat cats only invest it in there own stock portfolios and save the rest. If middle-class families got those cuts they would spend it on American businesses, because they have to to get gas, food, health care, college, etc.
The jobs are outsourced and pay for bonuses for executives. This is especially repulsive when Wall Street assholes that almost sent us into the second depression get bonuses and bailout even though they did a shitty job. I thought in a free market you rewarded people that are successful and make profits and punish those that fail? Why then are peolpe that so royally fucked up get rewarded? I understand the "too big to fail" idea, but you can't have a socialist government bail out and preach that the free market is the answer to all of the worlds ills. Face it. We need a strong free market and limited social programs when people fall thought the cracks.
If the middle class received just a fraction of those cuts they would spend it on U.S. businesses and services, because they have to. They can't afford to stock pile or make long term investment like The top 2%. They are the ones that actually start and run small businesses. The businesses the Bush taxes cut are suppose to stimulate. When does this whole trickle down thing start? It has been 30 years since Reaganomics and things got worse not better. Clinton actually presided with a bi-partisan congress over a surplus that Bush (the biggest spender ever) flushed down the toilet on tax cuts that increase deficits and an unnecessary war with Iraq, that not only cost billions, but countless lives for what?
Then there is the issue of "small government". Bush created many Federal programs, (some, like HLS i support), but others that have not served any real benefit. Conservatives want to pass laws to prohibit gay-marriage nation wide, They want to warrantless, wire taps, they want, to cripple planned parenthood, even though NO FEDERAL MONEY GOES TO ABORTIONS! It is a law. Look it up!. In Michigan the Governor has devised a plan to appoint "financial emergency administrator" for town in dire financial situations that has the power to dissolve the duly elected officials of those towns and flat out get rid of them and rule by caveat. That is a dictatorship, not democracy.
I like to consider myself a rational, logical moderate, who agrees with some (old) republican ideals as well as, some Democratic ideals, but because the once strong, proud GOP have allowed the nut job flood gates to open in order to appeal to the highly vocal, fringes of their base they have totally lost me. My father was a long time, contributing member of the GOP, but now he is so sick at how far right the party has become he can no longer be a member and have registered Independent. If the GOP does not get back in touch with moderates and independents they don't stand a chance in 2012. Those are just my thoughts. I could be wrong and I am sure some of you will point out that I am an idiot, but all I can do is call it as I see it. And, brother I see a bleak future. Thanks for reading my blog.
Take care and God bless.
Keith "the Poagulator" Poage
Since Medicare started in the 60's the average income of physicians has gone from less than $20,000 a year to close to $200,000 a year. Specialist make almost $400,000 a year now. Well above what inflation can account for. The Paul Ryan proposal would replace Medicare with a voucher from the government of about $7000 to spend on private health care. One of my hospital stays can cost over $20,000 a pop. $7000 won't help anyone with anything more than allergies. To me it seems the doctors are better off keeping Medicare/ Medicaid. Programs that have kept me alive and make U.S. doctors the highest payed in the world. Even if the neo-con have there way and decimated so-called discretionary spending, Medicare, Social Security, Planned parenthood ( who BY LAW CANNOT USE ANY FEDERAL MONEY FOR ABORTIONS no matter what some would like you to believe), and even cuts in defence (which has some bipartisan support, including poor slave Raun Paul) the dept you only be a drop in the bucket in government spending as long as 400 people continue to get tax cuts.
I wish everyone had less taxes, but this tax cut is so big and one sided that all the social cuts in the world will not increase revenue if more is going out in tax cuts than is coming in. Of, course my right wing friends say that those cuts stimulate job growth. Well, where are the jobs? Mexico, China, and the third world, not the U.S. If taxes breaks were given to businesses to stay in the U.S. and tax penalties for exporting jobs that might help, But, what do I know? Also, all the money these corporations receive is not put back into the U.S. When does it "trickle down"? These fat cats only invest it in there own stock portfolios and save the rest. If middle-class families got those cuts they would spend it on American businesses, because they have to to get gas, food, health care, college, etc.
The jobs are outsourced and pay for bonuses for executives. This is especially repulsive when Wall Street assholes that almost sent us into the second depression get bonuses and bailout even though they did a shitty job. I thought in a free market you rewarded people that are successful and make profits and punish those that fail? Why then are peolpe that so royally fucked up get rewarded? I understand the "too big to fail" idea, but you can't have a socialist government bail out and preach that the free market is the answer to all of the worlds ills. Face it. We need a strong free market and limited social programs when people fall thought the cracks.
If the middle class received just a fraction of those cuts they would spend it on U.S. businesses and services, because they have to. They can't afford to stock pile or make long term investment like The top 2%. They are the ones that actually start and run small businesses. The businesses the Bush taxes cut are suppose to stimulate. When does this whole trickle down thing start? It has been 30 years since Reaganomics and things got worse not better. Clinton actually presided with a bi-partisan congress over a surplus that Bush (the biggest spender ever) flushed down the toilet on tax cuts that increase deficits and an unnecessary war with Iraq, that not only cost billions, but countless lives for what?
Then there is the issue of "small government". Bush created many Federal programs, (some, like HLS i support), but others that have not served any real benefit. Conservatives want to pass laws to prohibit gay-marriage nation wide, They want to warrantless, wire taps, they want, to cripple planned parenthood, even though NO FEDERAL MONEY GOES TO ABORTIONS! It is a law. Look it up!. In Michigan the Governor has devised a plan to appoint "financial emergency administrator" for town in dire financial situations that has the power to dissolve the duly elected officials of those towns and flat out get rid of them and rule by caveat. That is a dictatorship, not democracy.
I like to consider myself a rational, logical moderate, who agrees with some (old) republican ideals as well as, some Democratic ideals, but because the once strong, proud GOP have allowed the nut job flood gates to open in order to appeal to the highly vocal, fringes of their base they have totally lost me. My father was a long time, contributing member of the GOP, but now he is so sick at how far right the party has become he can no longer be a member and have registered Independent. If the GOP does not get back in touch with moderates and independents they don't stand a chance in 2012. Those are just my thoughts. I could be wrong and I am sure some of you will point out that I am an idiot, but all I can do is call it as I see it. And, brother I see a bleak future. Thanks for reading my blog.
Take care and God bless.
Keith "the Poagulator" Poage
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Babefest night one, revisisted
Hello Nation,
I know I said I would get back to writing about Babefest at Buster's last week. First I had trouble getting the video I took to post and then I was felling too sick to do anything, but lay down. But, while I was lying down I listened to the Worsties CD and I gotta say It is damn good. The live performance was amazing. There was maybe a dozen people at the show and some of them where employees, but the band rocked out like they where playing a sold out Madison Square Garden. Lots of energy and tight performance.
The Worsties are a solid indie/alt./ whatever people are calling rock and roll these days. The vocals were clear and mixed the raw, gruffness of a raging hardcord song with the pure, clean tones of a R&B singer. There are lots of bands with female leads, but the majority of them are gimmicks. They just put put a pretty face on what is actually just another angst fill bunch of guys that think they will be "different" if they have a girl sing. Or, maybe they think they will appeal more to a female audiance that doesn't have many great, strong females to look up to in the rock world. Well, The Worsties are none of that. They are a great band with pleanty of dynamic and rythmic variety to keep the audiance engaged regardless of who is singing. However, they have a great singer that takes they whole group up a notch. That singer just happens to be a foxy chic. The Worsties are an all around great alternative (or whatever meaningless label being used today) band. I hope they can make it back to Lex Vegas soon and hopefully they will be joined by another act to multiply the rock goodness. A bigger crowd would be great, but like I said these guys (and girl) kicked ass with a tiny crowd. So, check out The Worsties as soon as possible. They can be found with a quick Google search or more specifically theworsties.com, facebook.com/TheWorsties, twitter.com/TheWorsties. So check'em out.
Poage
I know I said I would get back to writing about Babefest at Buster's last week. First I had trouble getting the video I took to post and then I was felling too sick to do anything, but lay down. But, while I was lying down I listened to the Worsties CD and I gotta say It is damn good. The live performance was amazing. There was maybe a dozen people at the show and some of them where employees, but the band rocked out like they where playing a sold out Madison Square Garden. Lots of energy and tight performance.
The Worsties are a solid indie/alt./ whatever people are calling rock and roll these days. The vocals were clear and mixed the raw, gruffness of a raging hardcord song with the pure, clean tones of a R&B singer. There are lots of bands with female leads, but the majority of them are gimmicks. They just put put a pretty face on what is actually just another angst fill bunch of guys that think they will be "different" if they have a girl sing. Or, maybe they think they will appeal more to a female audiance that doesn't have many great, strong females to look up to in the rock world. Well, The Worsties are none of that. They are a great band with pleanty of dynamic and rythmic variety to keep the audiance engaged regardless of who is singing. However, they have a great singer that takes they whole group up a notch. That singer just happens to be a foxy chic. The Worsties are an all around great alternative (or whatever meaningless label being used today) band. I hope they can make it back to Lex Vegas soon and hopefully they will be joined by another act to multiply the rock goodness. A bigger crowd would be great, but like I said these guys (and girl) kicked ass with a tiny crowd. So, check out The Worsties as soon as possible. They can be found with a quick Google search or more specifically theworsties.com, facebook.com/TheWorsties, twitter.com/TheWorsties. So check'em out.
Poage
Happy Easter!!!
Just want to wish the Nation Happy Easter!!! For those of you that are Christians please try to remember what Jesus actually taught us. Charity, compassion, and tolerance. Not what some so called "Christians" think. No where did Jesus say he hated gays, or hated anyone actually. In fact He said to love your neighbors. Love your enemies. "Turn the other cheek". Anyway stop trying to inject hate and intolerance into the true word of Jesus. Whether you are Christian or not you gotta admit Jesus (either the son of God, prophet, or just a man) he taught us lessons on how to live together and love one another. So, Westboro Baptist folks, cut that bullshit out. You make the rest of us look bad.
Peace,
Poage
Peace,
Poage
Saturday, April 23, 2011
babefest
I tried to blog about The Worsties at Buster's last night. I had a nice reveiw written the when I tried to add video my piece of shit, stone-age computer freaked out. So I will do it later to day when I have caffine in my system.
Friday, April 22, 2011
rookie mistake.
What's up, Nation?
A friend broughtit to my attention that my post involving the "origin story of Pancreas Minimus," contained names and details of an illicit nature and a google search could bite some people in the ass. My apologies. I unfortunatly type the way I I talk, honest and straight forward. I forget that this country is still full of uptight, puritain, losers with nothing better to do than to pick apart other people and the things they find offensive (which is everything, aparently).
I think I am going to stick to talking about music and if a topic pops up that I have an opinion on I'll talk about it, but as far as my health struggles go I will try to lay off that subject. No promises. Like I've said, It is part of who I am.
I have told the tale of how things started, but there is a ton of stuff that has happened in the 11-12 years since. I will cover that a lil later. Right now I am feeling a little bad. Nausea and bad abdominal pain, you know an average day. So my nexts post (provided I can keep my attention on them and not get distracted) will be a brief as possible synopsis of my medical saga and reveiws of some new music and reflections of Record Day. Hopefully I can get to a show this weekend and I can write a reveiw. Later.
Poage...
A friend broughtit to my attention that my post involving the "origin story of Pancreas Minimus," contained names and details of an illicit nature and a google search could bite some people in the ass. My apologies. I unfortunatly type the way I I talk, honest and straight forward. I forget that this country is still full of uptight, puritain, losers with nothing better to do than to pick apart other people and the things they find offensive (which is everything, aparently).
I think I am going to stick to talking about music and if a topic pops up that I have an opinion on I'll talk about it, but as far as my health struggles go I will try to lay off that subject. No promises. Like I've said, It is part of who I am.
I have told the tale of how things started, but there is a ton of stuff that has happened in the 11-12 years since. I will cover that a lil later. Right now I am feeling a little bad. Nausea and bad abdominal pain, you know an average day. So my nexts post (provided I can keep my attention on them and not get distracted) will be a brief as possible synopsis of my medical saga and reveiws of some new music and reflections of Record Day. Hopefully I can get to a show this weekend and I can write a reveiw. Later.
Poage...
Thursday, April 21, 2011
WTF?
Apparently you shouldn't take a phenergam, benydril, in the afterenoon when you have stuff to do type or txt your friends. If must have sounded like a good plam, but backfired triblly.I honestestly don't remember what it was I was thinking. And I was on legal drugs, but I burn one down in my own house cause for some fucked reason pot, Shrooms, and Acid , is scheadual one and cocaine, Methamphetamies, adderal, ritialine. What is wrong with this crazy nation?
1st official post
What's up, Poagulation Nation? I don't really have a burning issue to talk about right now, but give me about 30 minutes and I'm sure something will come up. Actually I just thought of something to write.
I know my close friends and many others know about my medical problems, but since my problems are so rare that even doctors in 5 different states are baffled by it. I know my friends are sick of hearing me talk about my disability, but there are people that might check out this blog and wonder what I am talking about when I say things like; full pancreatectomy with auto-islet cell transplant.
So, for those that have heard all about it you are excused to go "facebook" or search for monkeys doing hilarious things on youtube. As for those of you that say you are sick of hearing about it because all you your selfish asses can think is, "OH, God! he is always bitching and complaining all the time. When I ask him 'how are you?' all I expect is him to say 'fine, how are you?'" What I have to explain to you is that when you have a disability that affects all aspects of your day, it tend to dominate your mood and activities. When you are hospitalized every 4-6 weeks and have at least 1 doctor appointment a week, you get conditioned to answer the question, "How are you doing?" in medical terms and since my medical condition is often shitty you are likely to get a 'bummer' of an answer. I know of one person that I thought was a friend, but then he changed his number, dropped me from their FB friends and told a mutual friend he didn't want to talk to me cause all I do is complain.
I am not necessarily complaining. It just seems that was cause most of the time something shitty is happening to me. That isn't complaining, that is reporting the facts. So, those people need to get over it and if you are really more concerned with me being entertaining than healthy, then to hell with them.
As for those that don't know my medical saga, here it goes. Get a snack and a pee break, it will take a while.
The Tale of Pancreas Minimus
Intro
My tale begins during UK's Christmas break 1999. Chris Blake and I had the Phi Psi house all to ourselves since we were the only Lexingtonians. Everyone else went back to where ever for the break. The 23rd of Dec. was a blast cause it was just my good friend and former band-mate Clay and my oldest friend Robin (who was lucky enough to get leave from the Marines for Christmas-remember this was all pre-9/11). Blake was out with his high school buddies getting wasted just like us. We spent the afternoon sitting in front of the shitty big screen TV at the chapter house with a cooler of Budweiser by the couch, enjoying some quality Jamaican hash, and playing a bass fishing on Larosa's Dreamcast. (anyone else remember that epic fail of a console?) It was the closest thing one could find to real fishing in late December.
Then we went to the now defunct Buckhorn Mnt. Grill, because we had a girl from high school that dated me long enough for her to get to my friend Robin, so they still had a thing for each other and i had an uncomfortable situation to get through. Which meant cheap/free appetizers and a beer selection second only to Marika's at the time. Free beer quickly did away with the awkwardness in a hurry. God only knows how much beer we drank, but wait there is more.
She invited us to hang out at her place after she got off work. So, we picked up the wine and Bacardi she asked for and naturally more beer for us. Lindsey got blitzed and ended locking herself in the bathroom barfing. We finally got her out and put here on the couch a split.
When we got in the car there was a light snow, but in my mind I didn't really feel drunk at all. Buzzed for sure, but not too wasted to drive. I dropped my boys off at their houses and went home, where who else was waiting for me was Chris Blake, home from doing very similar things with his pals. We were both wide awake so we got the brilliant idea to smoke more hash, pop a Valium, and make Irish coffee and go walking in the fresh snow. It was a nice end to a rager of a night and all was well. Then...
I drove to my parents' house for Christmas eve to do our traditions and go to midnight mass. By this time I had a head splitting hangover. It wasn't just my head that hurt either. My stomach was ANGERY!!! I just assumed it was a wicked hangover nothing I couldn't handle. I stayed at my parent's that night, but I was up all night taking pepto and Tylenol. Both of which just made this worst. Well, morning came and we all started exchanging gifts, when I mad a b-line for the bathroom to unleash the most violent vomiting I had ever experience or even heard of. It would not stop and the abdominal pain was the worst pain I have ever had in my life. I felt like I was going to die!
I finally got to the ER where they hooked up a bag of saline and shot IV Demerol and phenergan in the IV. OH' my God! not only did it slow the symptoms it sent me into a state of euphoria I had never know. Before that moment I didn't understand heroin users, but when that dope hits...well it is magical. They did a ton of blood test and scans and decided I had pancreatitis. It literally means 'inflammation of the pancreas'. The pancreas and gall bladder are over producing digestive enzymes. Those enzymes are responsible for breaking down protein, fat, carbs,and other things. The problem is that your body is made of those things and when the body can't get rid of it fast enough it starts to eat your own tissue. I had to have my stomach pumped and was not allowed to eat or drink anything (including water) until those enzymes pass. I spent that Christmas day til New Years Eve in the hospital.
The main causes of pancreatitis are gall stones that block the pancreatic duct, years of severe alcoholism (even though I had been on a bender the days before, drinking was not the cause) you have to be a wake up and start drinking til you pass out everyday type of alcoholic. Then I was negative for all the test they ran. The doctors labeled it idiopathic pancreatitis. In their words that means "we are idiots cause we can't figure out why you have it," Great! So once my gut calmed down I got sent home. I hoped that the story would end there, but no. Not with my luck. These attacks continue to this day, even after having my pancreas removed (a topic for a later blog).
So that was the beginning of my illness and the end of many of my life plans. Part of the reason I started this blog (besides to rant) was to document what has happen to me and why my life has taken the turns it has. I will continue the story in my next post and I hope to keep it shorter.
Til Later,
Keith "SickBoy" Poage
I know my close friends and many others know about my medical problems, but since my problems are so rare that even doctors in 5 different states are baffled by it. I know my friends are sick of hearing me talk about my disability, but there are people that might check out this blog and wonder what I am talking about when I say things like; full pancreatectomy with auto-islet cell transplant.
So, for those that have heard all about it you are excused to go "facebook" or search for monkeys doing hilarious things on youtube. As for those of you that say you are sick of hearing about it because all you your selfish asses can think is, "OH, God! he is always bitching and complaining all the time. When I ask him 'how are you?' all I expect is him to say 'fine, how are you?'" What I have to explain to you is that when you have a disability that affects all aspects of your day, it tend to dominate your mood and activities. When you are hospitalized every 4-6 weeks and have at least 1 doctor appointment a week, you get conditioned to answer the question, "How are you doing?" in medical terms and since my medical condition is often shitty you are likely to get a 'bummer' of an answer. I know of one person that I thought was a friend, but then he changed his number, dropped me from their FB friends and told a mutual friend he didn't want to talk to me cause all I do is complain.
I am not necessarily complaining. It just seems that was cause most of the time something shitty is happening to me. That isn't complaining, that is reporting the facts. So, those people need to get over it and if you are really more concerned with me being entertaining than healthy, then to hell with them.
As for those that don't know my medical saga, here it goes. Get a snack and a pee break, it will take a while.
The Tale of Pancreas Minimus
Intro
My tale begins during UK's Christmas break 1999. Chris Blake and I had the Phi Psi house all to ourselves since we were the only Lexingtonians. Everyone else went back to where ever for the break. The 23rd of Dec. was a blast cause it was just my good friend and former band-mate Clay and my oldest friend Robin (who was lucky enough to get leave from the Marines for Christmas-remember this was all pre-9/11). Blake was out with his high school buddies getting wasted just like us. We spent the afternoon sitting in front of the shitty big screen TV at the chapter house with a cooler of Budweiser by the couch, enjoying some quality Jamaican hash, and playing a bass fishing on Larosa's Dreamcast. (anyone else remember that epic fail of a console?) It was the closest thing one could find to real fishing in late December.
Then we went to the now defunct Buckhorn Mnt. Grill, because we had a girl from high school that dated me long enough for her to get to my friend Robin, so they still had a thing for each other and i had an uncomfortable situation to get through. Which meant cheap/free appetizers and a beer selection second only to Marika's at the time. Free beer quickly did away with the awkwardness in a hurry. God only knows how much beer we drank, but wait there is more.
She invited us to hang out at her place after she got off work. So, we picked up the wine and Bacardi she asked for and naturally more beer for us. Lindsey got blitzed and ended locking herself in the bathroom barfing. We finally got her out and put here on the couch a split.
When we got in the car there was a light snow, but in my mind I didn't really feel drunk at all. Buzzed for sure, but not too wasted to drive. I dropped my boys off at their houses and went home, where who else was waiting for me was Chris Blake, home from doing very similar things with his pals. We were both wide awake so we got the brilliant idea to smoke more hash, pop a Valium, and make Irish coffee and go walking in the fresh snow. It was a nice end to a rager of a night and all was well. Then...
I drove to my parents' house for Christmas eve to do our traditions and go to midnight mass. By this time I had a head splitting hangover. It wasn't just my head that hurt either. My stomach was ANGERY!!! I just assumed it was a wicked hangover nothing I couldn't handle. I stayed at my parent's that night, but I was up all night taking pepto and Tylenol. Both of which just made this worst. Well, morning came and we all started exchanging gifts, when I mad a b-line for the bathroom to unleash the most violent vomiting I had ever experience or even heard of. It would not stop and the abdominal pain was the worst pain I have ever had in my life. I felt like I was going to die!
I finally got to the ER where they hooked up a bag of saline and shot IV Demerol and phenergan in the IV. OH' my God! not only did it slow the symptoms it sent me into a state of euphoria I had never know. Before that moment I didn't understand heroin users, but when that dope hits...well it is magical. They did a ton of blood test and scans and decided I had pancreatitis. It literally means 'inflammation of the pancreas'. The pancreas and gall bladder are over producing digestive enzymes. Those enzymes are responsible for breaking down protein, fat, carbs,and other things. The problem is that your body is made of those things and when the body can't get rid of it fast enough it starts to eat your own tissue. I had to have my stomach pumped and was not allowed to eat or drink anything (including water) until those enzymes pass. I spent that Christmas day til New Years Eve in the hospital.
The main causes of pancreatitis are gall stones that block the pancreatic duct, years of severe alcoholism (even though I had been on a bender the days before, drinking was not the cause) you have to be a wake up and start drinking til you pass out everyday type of alcoholic. Then I was negative for all the test they ran. The doctors labeled it idiopathic pancreatitis. In their words that means "we are idiots cause we can't figure out why you have it," Great! So once my gut calmed down I got sent home. I hoped that the story would end there, but no. Not with my luck. These attacks continue to this day, even after having my pancreas removed (a topic for a later blog).
So that was the beginning of my illness and the end of many of my life plans. Part of the reason I started this blog (besides to rant) was to document what has happen to me and why my life has taken the turns it has. I will continue the story in my next post and I hope to keep it shorter.
Til Later,
Keith "SickBoy" Poage
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