Sick of Collapse

Published September 27, 2020 | By RE

Published on The Doomstead Diner on September 27, 2020

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If you're not a regular Diner frequenting the tables inside our establishment, you may not know quite how BAAAAD my health problems actually are just from my Utoob vids where I try tlo put a bright and cheery face onto the Collapse of Industrial Civilization. No Cheery Face this week; not too many jokes either. Reason is I came in for a landing at the Mat-Su Valley Regional Medical Center nearly 3 weeks ago and have been stuck ever since. As Hospitals go, it's a good one, but Hospitals are a lousy place to finish out your life.

After a decade of following the progress of the Collapse of Industrial Civilization on the DoomsteadDiner.net and the CollapseCafe.com Utoob Channel, my body and physiology is starting to violently rebel against the non-stop flow of BULLSHIT being pitched at us by our "Leaders" on a daily basis. OK, to be fair this diagnosis has not been verified by any "doctors" currently treating my symptoms and failing epically to pave a smooth trip for me into the Great Beyond. However, many Diners have been showing a variety of symptoms of Collapse Sickness. The road ahead does not look good.

The view from my Hospital bed

My particular road requires a new machine, a Hospital Bed of my own for my digs so I don't have to die in this God Forsaken place or some Assisted Care Nursing Facility. So I am out here BEGGING for money again to buy this bed with all the hydraulics which will cost me $2000 + $200 for delivery and assembly. No donation is too small! I'll also need to hire in Cripp;e Helpers more often than I have been over the last few months. Medicare MAY pay for a PT 2 a week for a while, not sure how that one will go yet. I'll be negotiating this next week with the Social Workers from my Hospital Offfice. lol. My goal is to get out of here by Friday Oct 1st but I'm not counting on it by any means. That is a very optimistic estimate.

Hopefully I can make the seat transfers from the bed to the Cripple Cart and the Cripple Cart to the Toilet and Office Chair. That is my big current challenge, to do those all without assistance. My Right Leg presnts the biggest challenge to standing up, it simply will not straighten again, no matter how many excruciating exercises I do courtesy of the PT (Physical Therapist, Pain Today, Pure Torture). Every day one of them comes in with a big smile and tells you how great you are doing and how much improvement you are making while you scream in agony at the latest exercize to do.

My symptoms of Collapse Sickness are relatively unique to me, but just about all the Diners show some sort of symptoms these days. Depression is common, as is Denial. Diners who have been friends and observers of Collapse for a Decade have turned on each other in a cannaballistic frenzy. This for me has been the most painful aspect of Late-Stage Collapse, even more painful than the exercizes the PTs come up with for you to do with big rubber bands and broom handles. I think many of even the most dedicated Doomers did not really want to accept that Collapse would arrive in their own lifetimes, and now they choose to blame the other Kollapsniks for the pain that has arrived at their doorsteps.

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