therainbowsshadow

Thank you so much, my good friend . He *could've* pulled through the foot infection he had, to be perfectly frank, but he was given an antibiotic that took his life. Because remember the heart failure he was pulling through? He pulled through it, *VERY* successfully w/my care. And his diabetes? Was in *PERECT* fucking check. So when he cut his toe by mistake and it wouldn't heal, that was an infection taking place in his foot, which is *BAD* for a diabetic because that's the vulnerable spot of their body, and an infection can lead to gangrene which could lead to amputation of the foot/leg (depending on the severity of the infection, if it spread to the bone and shit), rendering that body part useless and obviously gone. *However*, with him being a heart failure patient and being *unable* to undergo surgery of any kind because a heavy anesthetic as such could literally stop his heart, they opted for the antibiotics instead, and it was that ONE that did it, evil fucking force that it is: BACTRIM. That's the shit that killed him, because remember, the other health shit was in perfect tact. But when he took that, his health took a dark turn, *very* quickly- and before you knew it, he was gone from this world... And one of the most traumatic things for me was that he showed signs of not only fighting for his life, but of pulling through... then he went... poof. My life will never be the same again... I never knew love like his before, nor have I ever met anyone like him in my entire life. I asked his lifeless body's ear for him to return to me in a different form the way he always did in my dreams while he was alive... So that's where I am now, trying to assemble the pieces of my life that fell apart and died with him, smh. .