First time poster, but I have got to vent about a former (human) friend and this seemed like the best place.
Short story: former HS friend had cancer 4 times - as a kid, as a teen, as a young adult (now is 31). People had fundraisers, he got two different kidneys, etc. Had recurrences, beat them all. So you know, a feel good story. Well, we're still FB "friends" and all his posts are just really excessive food and/or booze pics. Food like copious amounts of pasta, cheese, meat, etc. - you know the kinds. Drinks to excess (with a donor kidney, no less). Saw a recent pic and, wouldn't you know it - he's fat now. He also constantly posts how happy he is to be alive and how much he owes the people who supported him, donated to him (including the two who gave him the KIDNEYS), etc. But it pisses me off because, well, he's gotten SO MANY chances and this s how he chooses to use his life now - shoveling in the food and booze and growing in girth? So many people don't get a 2nd chance - he's on his 4th and does this? I'm at the point where I kind of can't stand to see posts from him because I want to just blast him for wasting what should be a precious gift and instead becoming a glutton. Two people gave this genius organs from their own bodies so what, he can smother them under a wall of fat? How many cancer patients don't get this kind of care? I suppressed these thoughts for so long for fear of them making me a "bad person" for thinking he's an example of care being wasted, but I'm reaching the point of not caring anymore and wanting to say something.
Anyway, thanks for letting me vent and say my piece here, because lord knows I can't say it any place else.
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[–] mmmmdonuts 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
My sister is my hero. She gave me a kidney (left Australia and her babies to come to Vancouver to give it to me) 5 years ago and I took THE BEST care of it I could. I followed all the directions, despite it being difficult. I took my meds on the dot, I ate specifically what and when I was supposed to, didn't drink, didn't do drugs, I took everything so seriously, despite it being so hard on my body I just wanted to give up.
It pisses me off that it failed after two years due to the rare type of Kidney Disease that I have, but two years was actually pretty good despite it. My friend, who has the same condition as me (only other person I've met with it), had her kidney last two days.
Your ex-friend does NOT deserve the gift of life.