In a shocking turn of events made possible by Captain Chase Corum, there may be a positive turn of events in the realm of fixing my fucked up stomach.
Neuroendocrine Tumors.
Of course this information comes at the beginning of a Holiday Weekend, so getting this together is going to take some time, but we may have a promising lead towards an end to my misery.
Thank you to Paul Curry, Erin Curry, and Chase motherfucking Corum.
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