I have acute epiglottitis (supraglottitis) it is what actually killed George Washington. It is when the little flap of flesh that covers the hole to your lungs so food and liquid don't enter your lungs doesn't work properly and you can have your lungs collapse or fill up with liquid or food. Every breath I take could be my last.
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How I got it was from a really bad cold. I was coughing so bad that I threw out my voice. I had to use a cold medicine that was a throat spray just so I could talk. When the cold was gone I still couldn't stop coughing. I carried water to sip so the coughing would subside. Doctor's at first kept saying it was asthma. But it wasn't till I finally had an attack in front of a doctor where my lungs collapse did they finally tell me what I really had.
Apparently the cold I had broke that little part of my lungs and the only way it ever get better is surgery but I could die it is about a 10% I will live so I refuse to do it. I don't take medicine I just live my life carefully.
My mother's thyroida cancer was diagnosed when she told the doctor that sometimes it was like she had forgotten how to swallow (she randomly choke on food or drinks and needed a few minutes before it went back to normal). She had also become really impulsive and prone to yell but we all thought that was her and not a disease, because life can get hard. She thought the swallowing problem and the weight she couldn't shake off despite eating really healthy was just stress/social anxiety so she let go for a while (about 6 years we think, she was 53 when she went to the doctor) and this poison developped into a vicious form so they removed everything (and a bit of her thyroidia was sent to an uni because it was so exotic and bad, so at least she became partly famous :) )
She's ok but without this organ she can't control her feelings and she has to take pills for the rest of her life and follow a really, really strict diet.
She had to stay weeks in a lead room because she was radioactive and everyday after class I went in the street in front of the hospital. I only saw her hand waving at me (the window was partially covered in lead too so I couldn't see her face, but she saw me), we stayed like this waving at each other like time had stopped while everyone in that street carried on with their life and I didn't wanna leave but eventually she'd call me on my cellphone to tell me to go back home and do my homework. When I first saw her after isolation time she had a tube coming out of her throat. It was the moment in my life where I've felt the weakest and most useless, that was terrifying.
So please if you have one of these symptoms ask your doctor, even if people say thyroida cancer is one of the least lethal ones.
(And that's the reason why I always wave at that window when I'm in that street, in case someone is there, alone and scared).
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How I got it was from a really bad cold. I was coughing so bad that I threw out my voice. I had to use a cold medicine that was a throat spray just so I could talk. When the cold was gone I still couldn't stop coughing. I carried water to sip so the coughing would subside. Doctor's at first kept saying it was asthma. But it wasn't till I finally had an attack in front of a doctor where my lungs collapse did they finally tell me what I really had.
She's ok but without this organ she can't control her feelings and she has to take pills for the rest of her life and follow a really, really strict diet.
So please if you have one of these symptoms ask your doctor, even if people say thyroida cancer is one of the least lethal ones.
(And that's the reason why I always wave at that window when I'm in that street, in case someone is there, alone and scared).