u/PsychoMouse

Last I played was maybe, like a month after the start of rush duels. Medical issues sort of took over my life and I couldnt play it.

I’m not in a decentish spot and want to start playing.

My favourite deck in speed duels was my spell book deck. I know there were, are, and will be countless better decks, but the joy of my spell book deck was just too fun.

As for Rush. I see these new types of fusion or fusion like things and I am deeply confident by all of it.

As for rush decks, I have a basic dragon deck I made by then, don’t know if it’s still good or not, and I believe I had a fiend deck.

I would love it if anyone is willing to just spend some time helping out this old idiot who’s trying to figure things out again. For rush, I have no clue where to even start. As for speed. I am just going to assume not much has changed there and see how my spell book deck plays out and go from there.

As some people have read from my post earlier this month, my wife and I celebrated our 14th anniversary since we met and started dating. Over those years, we’ve experienced about 40 years of severe medical problems, each. I’m very open with my medical issues but it’s not my place to discuss my wife’s medical troubles.

The problem is that even though I am only 38, and my wife is 42, we feel like we are atleast 85+ years of ago, physically, and with how we say things like “These fucking kids”, when referring to adults in their 20s.

Right now, the biggest and most frustrating thing is about what makes feeling as old as we do even worse.

The things her and I watch.

As for myself, I don’t know why, I don’t even remember how. Maybe it popped up while doom scrolling Facebook or YouTube. But I’ve become ridiculously obsessed with a lot of those, most likely AI generated Chinese and Korean Dramas. I’ve even started referring to them as “my stories”

My wife on the other hand, keeps talking about how she wants to start sewing, turning old clothes new, making photo albums of our relationship, her family, definitely not my family, and even one that’s just for her, me, and her nephew/my nephew in law.

There is an extreme confusion with both of us. We both look young. A woman took a guess at my wife’s age on her birthday. The lady guessed 27, and then before we could answer, the lady said “.im sorry if i offended you when you might be younger”

And me, I am as goofy, silly, and stupid as a child, but will always go far beyond what I should when any activity includes my nephew. I have the body of a 96 year old man who did not take care of himself in those 96 years lol.

Then, to make things even worse, when my wife and I are in our living room, on our couch, we have this very large front window with a nice curtain, that’s easier to see out of than it is to see in. I mention that, because I’ve started watching my neighbourhood. There’s zero reason behind it. Well, okay, there’s one reason that’s for two specific people.

Those would be the people who live next door to us. I don’t know why they hate us so much. We are very kind, welcoming people. But regardless, they’ve tried poisoning my dog, theyll unlock our gates and just take yard tools from us, and just give us attitude when we ask for them back. They love to leave our gates wide open, in what I can only assume an attempt to get my dog to run out of our yard and get hit by a car or something, and more. I constantly ask to see if they’d love to watch a movie, at night, in our backyard. My wife and I made this awesome outdoor theatre. We use a projector, have great wireless speakers, we offer people various snacks, including popcorn and drinks, and because I am a dork. During the day that we have people over for our outdoor theatre, I will spend the day, with cardboard stock and design my own movie tickets, that I give each person who comes over.

If it wasn’t for my broken spine, we’d do s small BBQ for guests before we start the movie. And every guest is able to pick whatever movie they would like to watch(within reason. No “Teeth”, gore porn; and similar things).

I even have some metrics because I know some older people, in their 70s, a few of which, have also had double lung transplants, and they’re more spry than us!

It’s not fair! I want to be young again. I want to have energy to just pick up and go camping for the weekend on a whim. I miss doing road trips with my wife, where no matter how much I show her that I am great at reading a map, but I also have Google Maps open with directions. AND YOU KNOW WHAT SHE DOES EVERY SINGLE ROAD TRIP?!’

She calls her dad to make sure we are going the right way. She might aswell just grab my balls, twice the sack, and rip them off! Knowing where to go is like, one of very few man things I can do.

Anycase. This was just a fun rambling of an old man to strangers on this dang fangled internet.

But to get some conversation going. Are there any couples, regardless of age, who have do things or have habits that make yourself feel a lot older than you are?

Hey, I was just wondering in what ways are people sorting their event pikachus?

Do you try to have just 1 of all costumes for Pikachu? One of all Costumes for Pikachu and if able, Raichu? Or, for example, let’s just use Christmas outfit Pikachu for example. Do you want 1 Christmas Pikachu and also one Christmas Raichu? Meaning 2 total just for that costume?

But also, what about different colours? Like, Steam Punk Pikachu, the Band on the top hat has a few colours. Are most just happy with 1 colour, or do people want one of each?

I have a few hundred Pikachus of varied outfits and I’m trying to go through them. Part of me wants to make it simple but the needy, I must have them all part of me is screaming that I need to have 1 of everything.

So, what are people’s opinions when it comes to collecting?

Okay, so, I’ve made Keyblades in the past. Most are very easy IMO. I even enjoy making them out of wood, but those are large, basically flat ones. I’m currently making my nephew in law a dual Keyblade outfit for Halloween this year. For him, I’m just making a regular Sora and Mickeys gold Keyblade. And I’ll also be working on his outfit. He’s 9. I know I can do that because I made my own Sora cosplay as a late teen many many many moons ago. I made a very nice wooden Oblivion Keyblade, with a chain in the middle. Not just something painted.

But, my Sister in law, my nephew in laws mother, she absolutely loves Nightmare before Christmas. I had asked her which two keyblades from there she liked the most. I expected her to really love and want the pumpkin head Keyblade. I wasn’t too worried about that because that’s another one that I could easily make.

However, my SIL told me that she actually really likes and prefers Decisive Pumpkin Keyblade.

My issue with that is I don’t know how to go about making something that 3D. Is there any suggestions or things I can do/know to make the Deceive Pumpkin Keyblade. Like, the whole red/white part. The changing sizes, and all that.

I don’t have a 3D printer, I like making things by hand, within reason, of course.

I really want to make my SIL a keyblade she’d really like. And I am very adamant about this because I am introducing Kingdom Hearts to my NIL and by extension, his mother. I think it would make both happy to have a matching theme Halloween costume.

For example, 3 years ago, I made my NIL an entire OoT Child link, including his young tunic, hat, Kokiri sword, Deku shield, and several other things, and I dressed up as a full adult Link from OoT. He loved it so much so I know he’ll love to do this with his mother.

Incase it got lost in the rambling. I need some help/advice on making the Decisive Pumpkin Keyblade. What’s some good materials or methods to do or use, in order to get a nice looking keyblade, that has good dimensions and its for my SIL. I just wanted to make sure that was clear.

On July 1st, 2012, which is also called “Canada Day” here, in Canada. I was having a really awful day. Because of that, I had decided to try to calm down and I went for walk.

My initial plan was to just watch all the people enjoying themselves, as at the time, my city shut down all vehicle traffic for like 2 days, and people would just insanely party, almost nonstop.

However, what I had planned V what actually happened, I would have never, in my life, since birth, predicted what would happen.

* First, important names/Alias
* Me
* Wife (Crystal. Not her real name or even close)
* Mutual Friend(I’ll call her “Rain”, and later explain a bit about her)
* The actual person my wife was supposed to be going on their first date. (Let’s call him “Streeter”)

Crystal and Rain had been at the biggest part of the street party. Crystal and Streeter had been speaking online, via Plenty of Fish, for like 6 weeks. This day, they were supposed to finally meet in person and have their first real date. Crystal had asked Rain to join her because of how shy she used to be. Crystal
And Rain both decided that trying to find a guy in a party of hundreds, if not a few thousand people, wasn’t the best idea. They decided to go to a patio restaurant and wait for him. It was like 8pm around this time.

Crystal and Rain, I believe had just sat on the patio and ordered their drinks. Right at this time, I happened to be walking by. I made eye contact with Rain, who I had known for about a decade at this point, while Crystal and Rain had only known each other for roughly 4 years. They met in nursing school and became good friends. Rain introduces Crystal to me and me to her, then Rain invites me to sit with them, while explaining why they were there and who they were waiting on.

I had nothing else to do and having company on Canada Day felt a lot better than walking alone for 10+ hours.

Rain had spoken to Crystal about me, in length, before this, since both were nurses, and i am someone who was born with Cystic Fibrosis, spent a very long time of my life in the hospital, had a double lung transplant, and so much more. Crystal also had a medical issue, which we both started bonding over our shared medical struggles.

But I need to make this very clear. I was deeply respectful of the fact that she was waiting on her date. I was not flirting with her, nor did I hit on her.

Crystal, Rain, and myself ended up talking for almost 90 minutes before Streeter finally showed up. Since this guy had the poker face of a 4 year old child. He did not mask the look of distain on his face when he had met Crystal in person. A blind person could see he felt catfished and was pissed off.

Who, let me be very clear. My wife, at this point, is a 5’4, 110ish pounds, bright red hair, dressed in a very sexy skirt, showing off her incredibly sexy legs.

We all introduce ourselves and Streeter takes a seat next to Crystal, and I’m sitting next to Rain. Streeter and I actually seemed to hit it off better than he did with Crystal. Streeter and I were talking anime, superhero’s, video games, and more. While I’d say he maybe gave Crystal, like 35% of his attention.

After hanging out and chatting, the place we were at were closing. We all asked for our checks, the waitress asked if Streeter wanted his and Crystals on the same bill. You’d think he was more sexually attracted to Jabba the Hutt than he was this amazingly kind and beautiful woman, with how quickly and sternly he replied to the waitress with “No!” Like, god damn.

And one firm belief I have and it will never change, is that regardless of who asked who, who makes more money, and as long as the cost is reasonable. The woman should NEVER have to pay on the first date. But if it’s some like, 400 dollar dinner, or something like that, that’s atleast a “we pay for ourselves” sort of thing. Anyways. Crystals entire bill came up to like 18 dollars. That was it. Streeters, was like 90 bucks.

It was here where I made myself very clear with my thoughts on paying. Since her date refused, I told her I would pay. While inside, going to pay, Streeter just had his bill, I had mine, Rains, and Crystals. Streeter was standing inline behind me and I could hear and feel his rage breathing.

After that, we decided to go for a walk. Rain and I walked ahead and tried to give Crystal and Streeter some semi alone time, allowing them to talk and get to know each other. At one point. Streeter and Crystal stop. Crystal stands at his side, her hands clasped together, in front of her, patiently waiting.

Streeter on the other hand, was talking to this blonde chick that he clearly knew and he never once made any motion, or any attempt at introducing that blonde to Crystal. It was very clear he wanted to appear as single as possible to this blonde chick. After the blonde leaves, Streeter walks with us for like another 10 or so minutes before leaving. Never even offered Crystal a handshake, hug, or even a kiss on the cheek or even the forehead. Basically just “see ya”

After that, it was me, Rain, and Crystal. We all started talking about how weird Streeter was and just how awkward the thing with the blonde was. While talking, we were slowly walking towards Rains apartment. Crystal didn’t even live in the city. I again just need to say this. Crystal was on a date, I was very respectful to her. I never hit on her, and even after the dude left, I respected Crystal.

After a few minutes, in my dumb head, I was thinking “it would be fun to have a nurse with a similar medical issue to mine as a friend”. Crystal was not thinking anywhere close to the same as me.

I’m goofing around, making dumb jokes, and just being silly. Then, Crystal hits me with “So, (my name) are you single?” Which broke my very simple brain. My brain went from “let’s keep being silly” to “wait, what? What’s going on?”

When we got back to Rains Apartment, where Crystal was spending the night, Crystal went to the couch, and before I again, could even figure out what was going on, she actually pats the spot next to her and tells me to come sit next to her. Rain said “Don’t make a mess. I’m going to bed”. Again, again, again. Me being the dumb, simple guy, I still hadn’t figured it all out. In my head, I was thinking “not make a mess? What does that even mean?”

Yada yada yada, a few hours go by and I’m walking home with a massive grin on my face.

It was from that point on that me and my wife started dating.

We’ve been through some very serious and very difficult life struggles. Including her medical issues, me getting stage 4 lymphoma, which was caused because I had a double lung transplant, which I needed because I was born with Cystic fibrosis.

She’s the first woman I ever moved in with. She’s the first one who told me she loves me and meant it. We have gone on amazing vacations, we had a Destination wedding in the Bahamas, on Grand Bahamas Island. We didn’t do a beach wedding. We got married in this adorable tiny church, in a nature sanctuary called “Garden of the Groves”, we bought a house together, and thanks to her, I got to live experiences that I’ve literally been told from birth that I would never get.

I can’t believe I got to spend these last 14 years with her, and while I am still told, frequently and repeatedly to an offensive degree, that I will most likely die in under 3 years. I hope I don’t. We don’t keep secrets from one another. Neither of us actually lock our phones, if we get into any sort of argument. We will take some time apart, and then maybe a day or two, we will sit down and talk it out. We have never, in 14 years said awful things out of anger. We both understand that no matter how much one can apologize. Some things said can never be apologized for.

She has given me a reason to not just keep fighting my health issues, but to also keep bettering myself. We have our on dumb, inside jokes, we both use a lot of dark humour to cope with our medical issues. Some humour that is so dark, people think one of us is verbally abusing the other, and more.

There aren’t enough words for me to properly speak about how much she means to me and just how much she saved my life.

Seriously. It’s like a fucking goal that she is constantly trying to beat her time or just how fucking disgustingly low she can go.

I just got an email from my cellphone company, that my mother, by claiming she’s my mother, and giving them my name, birthday, and phone number, has somehow fucking managed to put THREE fucking cellphones on my fucking data plan.

Ontop of that, she’s also trying to change my address TO ANOTHER FUCKING PROVINCE.

I have been confused these last two days for why my cell service has been so shit but it’s been nothing but god awful thunderstorms. Like ones that knock out power. I didn’t think much of it.

And i especially fucking didn’t think my mother would be doing this shit AGAIN. She hasn’t tried this shit in over 14 stupid fucking years.

And now she’s fucking back at fraud and trying to steal my fucking identity again.

I swear to fuck, I am going to have a heart attack long before I go into rejection of my double lung transplant because I just can’t deal with this shit anymore.

So, if Community didn’t awesomely bankrupt Yahoos streaming service, and they were able to get the same Episode count like seasons 1, 2, and 3. So like, 24/25 episodes.

What are some “what if” episodes would you have like to have seen?

I think these are good for what I can think of right now.

* What if they never decided to go to Greendale(aside from Pierce since he’s gone there, for, I believe it was 14 years(?).

* I’d love to go into the lives of certain characters when they “clock out” so to speak. Like, what does Craig do? What does Franky do? What about Elroy? Hickey? Maybe even touch on some of their pasts. But it would provide some great insight into those characters that fans solely see.

* A group vacation to someone tropical. Not somewhere that’s stuck inside, like that one episode in the Gas Leak Year.

* I’d personally love an episode where the A plot focuses on Annie and her parents. She’s spent so much time, without family, basically alone.

* An episode that maybe brings in Abeds Mother and half brother.

* an animation episode of some sort. Not the anime instances from the Foosball episode, GI Joe, or Abeds Christmas episode(which he totally never mentions it)

* Mayne the group going speed dating

* OH, I’d definitely love to see Slatter deal with the her fallout and repercussions of her actions. Being a dick to Jeff because he has commitment drama that she said “woopdyfreaking do winger” to but at the end of season 1, she talks about how she got scared of commitment. That shit wasn’t cool.

That’s all I’ve got for now. I’m talking about the later seasons. I which means seasons 5 and 6 since they’re the ones lacking episodes.

What about you people? What episodes would you have liked to have maybe seen? The more you go into detail, the more fun it is for others to read and imagine all the characters in it.

Okay, so, over the years I’ve made my own replica Keyblades but it was done with real wood. Which, was really dumb on my part because of how difficult it was.

This year for Halloween, I want to make my
Nephew a young Sora outfit and make him dual keyblades(he’s 9, it’s about the fun for him. Not game accuracy).

What are some less stupid materials to use to make keyblades? And no, I do not have a 3D Printer. As it stands, I can’t justify getting one but if my
Nephew loves the shit I make, I’ll look into getting one.

I’ve seen some videos about people montaging themselves as they make a keyblades but for the most part, I’m guessing. It’s obvious when it’s cardboard but then when they do the long portion, I can’t tell if it’s still cardboard or something stronger.

This idiot is asking for advice to make Halloween really magical for my nephew. After I did a child Link from OoT and Adult Link from OoT, he has been so excited around that time for what we will dress as next. I want him so badly, so that when he grows up, he constantly tells his friends, and maybe his future spouse about how awesome his uncle was. Sadly, I don’t get to see him grow up, but I want to give him as many amazing memories as possible.

Okay, so, this is a really silly and dumb post but it makes me laugh and fills my ego.

Yesterday, my wife and I went grocery shopping. I’ve been wanting to eat healthier lately. I grabbed a bunch of different fruits including these perfectly ripe, fresh, and large bananas.

My wife was cleaning the kitchen today and this idea just randomly popped into my head. I ripped off a single banana and stuck it in my pants. Not in a way where it’s sticking out, but just resting downwards. And my waist band held the top of the banana stem, thing.

I went and gave my wife a big hug. She then says “we should mess around later”, but made no mention of anything else. I gave her another hug and asked, “don’t you feel anything?”, to which she says “I do and it’s why I said we should fool around later”.

Then, right in front of her, I reached into my pants and pulled out the banana. To say she was shocked is an understatement. I said “did you really think the banana was my penis?!” And she said “yes! That’s why I said we should fool around later. I thought you were only half hard too”

We both laughed, very hard. I told her “thanks for the ego boost”, and she said “what ego boost? I was serious”.

Before I’m posting this. I showed it to her to make sure it was okay and accurate and she just said “I’m not joking. I thought you had a half chub. And I was like “he’s got to be down to clown later if he has a half chub”

So, yeah. That’s just a fun, silly, and stupid thing that just happened that’s still making me smile.

I deeply miss being a child. I’m 38 now. I know some people might still think that’s young and all that but I was born with Cystic Fibrosis. I’ve been told for as long as I can remember that I would die before I was 20. Hell, I’ve watched childhood friends who also have CF die before I was 18. I mean, like, a good 6 people who I had known since I was 5 years old. They all died.

I truly never thought or expected that I would ever make it to 20, forget being 38.

Also, when I was a kid, I had so much energy, I was extremely flexible, I wasn’t in constant horrible pain, and when I was sick and in the hospital for 2-4 weeks at a time, nurses and doctors were so much nicer, and the hospitals always had so many things for kids. Then there was always some sort of fundraiser or something done by a celebrity to bring even more joy when i was sick. Which made being sick in the hospital not as horrible.

Now, i am in constant pain, i have my broken spine, a broken foot, cancer and chemo destroyed my teeth, which i am still trying to raise money so i can get them removed and get dentures. Because for some reason, despite living in Canada, which has universal healthcare, yet that doesn’t cover anything teeth related. I had my double lung transplant when I was 23, and when I was going into the OR, I was so sick, i genuinely thought that I was going to die. I had ZERO expectation that I would survive. And then when I was 30 and got stage 4 lymphoma, I also thought that I was going to die. It didn’t help that every single medical person I spoke to told me I wouldn’t survive the next 6 weeks, and yet again, I somehow survived. Then, 8 months after I went into remission, the last person I have known since I was a kid, who also had CF and a double lung transplant, she got the exact same cancer as me and she died 8 weeks after her diagnosis.

It was also nice being a kid and never thinking about taxes, car insurance, mortgages, money for food, and everything else.

Im also just extremely mentally worn out, im deeply depressed, i barely have energy to get up and make food. Christ, i had to call 911 last week because i was having some sort of issue where i was struggling to breath, i could barely walk, i was insanely dizzy, and more. The paramedics were cold when they have me an IV, for some reason, they put it in an extremely painful and fucked up spot that ive never, in my life, had an IV in that area, and ive had hundreds of IVs and dozens if PICCs. Then at the hospital, im just left in a hallway, constantly ignored, while i am still having all these issues and then i was told i would be waiting a minimum of 20 hours. 20 fucking hours. There was no way i could do that, so i just left and went home, hoping that whatever was wrong with me would settle on its on and hopefully, I wouldn’t die.

Thankfully, about a day and a half later, i slowly started to get better. It also sucks that im constantly looked at and treated like im some fucking convicted drug addict, no matter what medical issue im having.

I just truly miss at how simple life was as a kid. I need a break so badly but it’s just impossible.

I’m a semi returning player for Modern. I’ve loved modern ever since they released the first batch of infect cards. Blighted Agent, Glistener Elf, Inkmoth Nexus, and other such cards.

A few years ago, I stopped playing competitive Modern due to medical issues. I’ve been playing some Modern nights at my LGS, to get back a feel for modern, since there was a Modern Regional last weekend(May 30th). During those Modern nights, my infect deck was working out really well. Most of my losses were due to me making a lot of errors. But I wasn’t too worried. I thought it would be a fun tourney day.

God damn, how wrong I was such an understatement.

Tourney day rolls around, I’m in high spirits. I was really looking forward to things. Just, holy fuck, how in the hell did Modern not just get stupid fast with wincons, combos, etc, but then for all these decks to, honestly, an absurd amounts of control.

I thought infect was fast but compared to the decks I was up against, my deck was bullshitingly slow.

* Round 1, I played against an Eldrazi type deck where on turn two, my Opponent created infinite spawn tokens and pinged me for as much damage as he wanted. Game 2, he cast Emrakul on like turn 2 or 3.

* Round 2, I played against this absurdly fast Red Prowess deck. I didn’t even stand a chance.

* Round 3, I got lucky and got a bye for my first win.

* Round 4, i genuinely can’t remember but on game two, I saw that I was losing, hard, so, as a dumb joke, as he went to attack me, I cast Might of Old Krosa on one of his creatures, I didn’t have some clever plan, I just wanted to lose on my turn. So, after Krosa, I used Pact of Negation to counter the Krosa, only for my Opponent to counter that, I then countered that counter, to which he had another counter. I just conceited after that. He showed me his hand and he had TWO more control cards.

I just still am in shock and awe by how stupidly fast all those games went.

Like, I was aware of things changing, I knew it wasn’t the same meta as when I had last played but still. I felt I was playing legacy, not modern.

Anyways. I just wanted to bitch and moan about that. Instead of modern these last few years, I had been doing draft, just in hopes of playing smarter, less mistakes, less stupid.

So, thanks to getting “Post Transplant, High grade, Non Hodgkins, B-Cell, Stage 4 Lymphoma, I had to do RCHOP chemotherapy, aswell as taking extremely high doses of Prednisone(150 Mgs) a day, until remission, which was a total of 6 months, which, for 8 years before cancer, I was already taking 30Mgs of Prednisone a day, because of my double lung transplant.

I had an incredibly low chance of survival, I’m talking less than 5% for my type of cancer, and my dumbass somehow survived.

Anyways, thanks to all that, I have developed horrible osteoporosis. Paper mache is stronger than my bones. 3 years ago, I had a random seizure while walking with my wife, somehow, I ended up shattering a vertebrae in my spine. Like, it’s really fucking bad. I’ve been trying to get a surgery to fix it since but that’s a whole other issue I don’t want to go into.

Ever since I shattered that vertebrae, I’ve had this weird issue, where randomly, as in it could happen several times a day, or maybe once a month. There is nothing consistent about what happens. My brain or
Body literally forgets my legs exist for a solid second.

Like, I lose all control of my legs. If I’m sitting or lying down. It’s not a problem. But if I’m standing or walking, it’s a major issue. Because of this, I’ve hurt myself a lot. From smashing my head into every type of wall, to just hurting my wrists trying to land as carefully as I could.

Well, last Tuesday, I had one of these issues, but this time, I somehow fell in such a way that my left foot bent in a weird way and my entire body landed on it. There was a massive cracking noise.

I let out this horrible scream and my wife came rushing. We put it up and put some ice on it. It didn’t look too bad. Wednesday however, like 80% of my foot was dark black and blue and I couldn’t put any weight on the front of my foot without extreme pain, but I was able to put some weight on my heel. It hurt but I could limp walk. The foot just got worse and worse as time went on.

I went to a walk in(lol) yesterday, I tried to get in sooner but all clinics in my area were fully booked. The doctor walks into the room, looks at the bottom of my foot, which has the worst and blackest bruise I’ve ever seen, and his first words are “oh, Jesus”. So that really reassured me. He then goes on to tell me that the Xray I took before I saw him didn’t look like anything was broken but the tendons or other things might be so damaged, torn, or fucked up, that it could cause some serious problems in the future if it’s not taken care of.

He put a half cast thing on it, and referred me to an orthopedist(I think that’s the right one? A foot specialist). The clinic doctor has said that he thinks I’ll require some sort of major foot surgery.

So, now, I’m sitting here, in pain, pissed off. It’s a beautiful day and I had plans for this summer to start walking more(I had to basically stop walking because of my broken spine. I couldn’t walk more than like 50 feet. I’ve been done some personal rehab in which I was starting to walk a bit more, while dealing with the pain and while waiting on the spinal surgery) and I wanted to spend the summer hanging out with my 9 year old nephew and have a blast with him.

He’s a massive nerd like me, somehow, and I had all these fun nerd things planned that I know he would have loved. I even got him a laptop to play Minecraft with his friends and me, if he wants, and got a private server for him and all his friends.

Anyways, just wanted to say, fuck you cancer. I’ve been in remission for 7 fucking years and you’ve still managed to find ways to fuck me in the ass. Fuck you, you worthless piece of shit. I hope that Cancer has some sort of consciousness, like a cancer demon or something. I hope that whatever it is stubs its toe every time it walks and every time it walks 5 feet and happens every 5 feet. Fucking prick.

Whoops. Forgot about the photo timeline. Here we go for any interested!

https://imgur.com/a/UW6pYKk

So, real quick backstory. Due to having a disease called “Cystic Fibrosis”, I’m sterile and unable to have children. We don’t have the money for IVF, and we were flat out told “No” when it came to trying to adopt. The way they saw it, the fact that I have CF and have had a Double Lung Transplant, there is no scenario for them where I don’t die young. Which in doing so, would be considered “emotional abuse” to a child. It’s fucked up, I know.

Anyways, my Sister in-law has a 9 year old boy. He has no personality traits from anyone on that side of the family, even though him, his sister, who is almost 20 now, and his mother, live with her parents, her brother, and their grandmother. They also live about an hour away from my wife and I.

Ever since he was two, me and my nephew seem to have some weird connection. After I dealt with stage 4 cancer, something I did to want to give back after I barely survived was that I made Paracord Bracelets, sold them, and donated all 100% of proceeds to the Cystic Fibrosis foundation of Canada. My nephew was 2 at the time. He was the first person I made a bracelet for and the first person I gave one too. Once he got it. He absolutely refused to take it off. Don’t matter where, didn’t matter for what. He would not take it off and would even start crying if his mother tried to take it off. He ended up wearing the first one out, insanely quick.

In total, I made him 5, which all just got so much wear and tear and they are unwearable.

Anyways. He’s 9 now. Due to some drama I’m having with my mother and father In-law, I didn’t get to see him for Christmas, new years, or his birthday.

Since today, his mother is bringing him over to my house, to hang out, since literally, I’m the only one who shares or shows any interest in his hobbies.

And sorry, just real quick. I want to explain his situation. Since he lives at his grandparents house, they just toss Lego set after Lego set at him, leave him in their basement living room, and even forget he exists, his mother is busy trying to work to save money to move out, his older sister, to put it nicely is a raging bitch who loathes me and since my nephew likes me, she refuses to play with him, to any degree. In that house, he’s basically alone, and it breaks my heart.

He also heavily reminds me of how I was at his age but he is deeply more compassionate. Like, insanely so. To explain, I have a broken spine. Climbing up and down stairs is deeply difficult and painful for me. The last time I was at the in-laws place, he took me down stairs to show me his Lego and video game collection. On the way back up, I had to go very slowly and take one step at a time. He sprinted up them. I said “whoah buddy, you have to remember, uncle is broken”

To which, he comes back down the stairs, puts his fragile dry noodle arm around my waist and says “it’s okay, I got you”. Which, not a single person in my life has ever done a gesture like that. I held it together but once my wife and I left to go home, I broke down in tears in the car because of how sweet that was.

Back to me wanting to share my joy. He will be coming over today, and as a belated Christmas and birthday gift(even though I did get those for him on those days), I have taken a semi oldish laptop that I had lying around, reset it back to factory settings, updated all that’s needed, and downloaded Minecraft for him, which he is a huge fan. I’m also paying for a server so that me and him can play together, and if he wants some of his friends to play, he can invite them aswell.

Ontop of that, we are taking him to a nice small, local fair, that’s just a few blocks from our house, and to put it simply, I have back up plans for back up plans. I want to make sure he has as much of a great time as possible.

But it really is insane at how much he is like me, despite the fact that up til Jan of 2025, I was seeing him, maybe once a month, and then ever since Jan 2025, I’ve seen him twice. Hes a massive nerd like me. Hes big into pokemon, video games, he has even started to draw the exact way I taught myself to draw when I was his age(which, actually, because of how good I was, me and 5 other kids in my city at the time, won a contest out of all the schools in our province for grades 1-8, and got our very own, very real art exhibit called “Through the eyes of a child” and I believe me and the others were the first winners for that), and just so many other things.

My wife and I joke that he’s actually my son and his mother has given me very strict visitation rights. We do not say that joke in front of him, his mother, or any of his family. It’s solely an inside joke between my wife and I. When he was 5, I actually made him a Child Link outfit, with a homemade Deku Shield and Kokiri Sword, and I dressed as Adult Link, with the mastersword and a Hylian shield.

So yeah. I just wanted to share how deeply excited I am today to hang out with him. I hope he’ll really like the laptop with Minecraft(both Java and Bedrock. Not sure which he likes, or which he and his friends might play), the fun we will have today at the fair, checking out some nerd shops, maybe see the new Mario Movie, or even just stay home, put some Minecraft YouTubers on the tv and play Minecraft together.

I am just so fucking excited. And at the same time, I am deeply depressed because this is how excited I would be with my own kid, and I would try to be such a good dad.