When I get really sick, I can taste it…it’s a weird taste, kind of like when they flush my port with saline, and I can taste it for a moment,
but the The Taste of Sickness is different…not so one and done like the flushed port, but a looming taste at the back of my mouth, growing in intensity…
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Some kind of rare immune deficiency, yet to be determined. A lifetime of infections without an elevated white cell blood or fever. Very grateful to be alive, very thankful for the friends who’ve supported me and for access to literally millions of dollars worth of medical care. I’m not the bubble child, I’m somewhere in between.
