i wish i could explain how vampirism is Everything to me, including my gender, to people without sounding insane. like. you know the myth about how some people are just born destined to become vampires after death? it's like that. the little girl i used to be is dead and buried. i clawed my way out of her grave. i am forever changed. and yet. i was always meant to be this. do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.
A window is a luxury for many patients. For many of them, instead of a window, video calls must suffice as the only contact with their family during many weeks of therapy in lockdown. Isolation, watching the changing, professional faces of the staff, a different drip every now and then connected to a tube sticking out of the arm. Solitude in the sterile whiteness, limited to a room with a bed and a bathroom. This is what the world of people with leukemia looks like. How do I know this? Because over a month ago, one of the most important people in my life received just such a diagnosis: acute myeloid leukemia. He has already undergone a series of chemotherapy, is slowly regaining strength, and is mentally and physically burdened. In the meantime, a donor of hematopoietic stem cells is being sought, which will hopefully bring him home permanently. We all wait, enjoying the smallest successes, such as getting out of bed or a successful game of ship games.
I would like to be a donor, but my health does not allow it. Therefore, I can only believe that somewhere in the world there is a person who is a genetic twin and will be willing to help. To register in DKMS, a cheek swab is enough. Just enough, and more than enough, to join the group of people who can give others a second life.
If you are out there somewhere, Twin, know now that I am very grateful for your help ❤️
i see a lot of people recommending fruit juices for red things to drink, but i never see anyone recommending red berry tea (or basically any tea with hibiscus in it). it's warm, it's red, it's naturally sweet and a little tart - what's not to love? more vampires should drink tea!!
So. I’m 35.
This is another day, since I have been so very lucky to have had many, that I could have never imagined. My 35th birthday. 35 years of fighting the symptoms of the same disease and it’s many, many side effects. 35 years of living like tomorrow may never come. 35 times I thought it would be my last birthday because I was so extremely sick or my prognosis was not so good. 35…