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Hi Sammy...I'm Bustercat. I had a medical appt. yesterday with my hand that was chemicaly burned while I was furiously trying to take out the last volcanic tumor, with Bustercats invention of things that work.
They poo fooed me until I unrapped my hand. The valcano sat predominatly in the center of the hand greenish, then gray dead morgie skin, then red meat where the skin fell off. Yellow patterns of squares led to the center piece like the yellow brick road. Except the Dr.'s aren't wizards. Morgie fibres where trying to escape the red flesh. Black dots and tar were clinging together in the red meat, it looked like a mutant syfy hand. If I wasn't an artist the colors alone would have overwhelmed me.
Cut a goodly size chunk out of the multicelluar mound, for test. Told me to take a hefty 500 mg. of new anti biotic fresh out of the witches brew in Europe. Four pills a day for 10 days. I was in compliance until the red rashes flashed like neon lights. I quit their treatment. Never a dull moment, either I do something stupid, or they do. My burn was from a mixture of bengal tea, garlic,lemon juice,I guess the combo+tea bag made a deep depression in my spirit, soul, and body. The morgies were happier than ever, I had stopped killing them for now. Proffessionals cant seem to bridge the gap, this is not a bacterial disease. I understand your lesions, its hopeful that it will work, but morgies aren't just in the skin, they are lerking in the subtrain waiting for their jump into the wonderful outside world. Know body wants to view meat sections of the hand or leg, however how will a transplant work when the opportunistic horde is waiting in the wings. I'm going to have one heck of a scar. This is an impossible condition, and I can see why they'ed rather have us nuts than admit that they dont have the answers.  |