My birthday was this past Monday.
My 24th birthday.
Unless some unprecedented happens, I won't see my 25th.
I just received the news two days ago that I have cholangiocarcinoma. Perihilar cholangiocarcinoma.
It's bile duct cancer, right where the bile ducts exit the liver. and the 5-year survival rate for perihilar cholangiocarcinoma is far less than 1%. At stage four, where I am, it's 0%.
It's already metastasized, spread to the rest of my liver and small intestine, so it's inoperable.
I'm -blam!-, to put it in simple terms.
I have less than a year left to live.
This'll get locked, because it's bloggy, but I still just wanted to let you guys know that I won't be on at all really anymore, as I'll be spending time with my friends.
So, g'bye.
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Wait, weren't you the attention whore who was telling us that you would be killing yourself a few weeks ago? Yeah. Either way, you got your attention. If you are telling the truth, no need to share it here. Instead, you should be in the hospital, recieving intensive care. [Edited on 09.28.2008 9:00 PM PDT]