It’s Ketamine Day!

Every 3 weeks, it’s the day I look forward to most. Calming the chaos. Resetting my mind. Allowing the pain medications to work better. Each session brings me closer to “sanity”.

Since 2020, I was called crazy. That I was attention seeking. That I was drumming up and weaving this big lie. Not only did this come from most of the medical professionals that were supposed to be focused on my actual healthcare, and not trying to find the easiest route out. When this became the narrative, only a certain few doctors have stuck with this chronic illness since the septic episodes of 2018. The diagnosis’s started to become more accurate, when I found real doctors, who actually invested time.

As this went on. Certain friends/family members began to believe this false narrative set forth by the doctors. To which I had to do what I did with the doctors pushing that false narrative.

Walk away.

Wasn’t hard. Just like the doctors that severely mistreated me, they made it easy to disconnect, and erase them from my life. I won’t forget what was said, or the actions that were taken. It’s not worth it. It really isn’t. It just reminds me to never look back, and keep moving forward. As I always have.

Again it’s important to note, my wife, my REAL friends, my co-workers, the doctors who cared, and family that managed to get behind me. Help push me forward when I struggled. Picked me back up when I was down. Was the main driving force of getting me where I am today. No I’m not 100%. But much better off at the 1% I was at. I’m about 40%’ish back.

I’m able to get out again. Get back to work. Be valued. Be seen for what I’m capable of. Giving back to those who gave to me. Being able to help others again, has been a big step forward than where I was a year ago.

The GoFundMe that was setup was huge. It broke down one of the huge walls I was staring at. It eliminated one of the worst credit cards I had no choice in but using it. By September of 2023 it was gone. It was a huge relief. 28% APR is hard to work with. I was so happy to lock the card, and put it in my desk. Never to see it out again, or so I thought.

After October 2023, through essentially a week ago, I had no choice but to unlock it. We finally found the missing piece to the puzzle. Before I knew it, the card was right back where it was. $12k+ in debt. Again. Having to move. Re-buying all the things that Parc contaminated. Everything related to getting everyone out of a potentially life-threatening situation. Had we stayed there another 2 months after my heart attack, I’d probably be dead.

With my bonus last week, donations from kind people, and just trying to chip away at it the best I could, by next week, the balance will be $0 again.

This whole ordeal set us back financially a year essentially. But I had no choice in the matter.

I put together a comprehensive excel spreadsheet, and if I stick to it, I’m out of this financial hell hole for good 2.16.2026. I can’t wait for that day.