Home › Forums › Philosophy › The Sun Shines On a Dog’s Ass Every Now and Then.
This topic contains 33 replies, has 10 voices, and was last updated by 
narrow road traveler 1 year, 4 months ago.
- AuthorPosts
Hello gentlemen. I’d like to tell you about the past two years of hell I lived through, and what I learned from it. It is a long story but I will try to keep it short.
My troubles started in 2016, in cold December after working through a long construction season. In my type of work, I can usually expect to get laid off for a few months in the winter due to freezing temps. When I finally do get laid off, it’s time to unwind and heal aches and pains from a long year of work.
When the work stopped and my time off started, I noticed an increasing pain in my throat. It was most severe back by my tonsil and the pain radiated down my throat and up into my face and head.
The pain was getting worse by the day. Everyday activity that’s taken for granted was causing me terrible pain. It hurt to eat, it hurt to talk, it hurt to move my head in any direction.I inspected my mouth and throat nonstop trying to find out what the hell was happening to me. I could see my tonsils looked sore and inflamed. In time, I noticed one of my tonsils was starting to get hard and there was a large hard bump just below it where my pain was coming from. I thought for sure I had some kind of cancer.
So I went to see an ENT Dr. I told him all of my symptoms and he felt my hardened tonsil and he suspected cancer right away. Then I told him about the hard bump I could feel just below the f~~~ed up tonsil. He poked around a little more, and felt the hard lump I was talking about, He said it feels like a bone, and I know what is wrong with you. He said you have, “Eagles Syndrome”.
What the hell is “Eagles Syndrome”? It is a rare condition involving two small bones called styloids. The styloid bones are located on both right and left sides, at the base of the skull. They protrude a little bit into the throat area, and their purpose is to support small muscles and ligaments that control swallowing and other throat functions. With Eagles syndrome the small styloid bones become calcified or mineralized and they will grow in length over years, kind of like an ice cycle forms or like those weird mineral structures that grow down from the roof of a cave from water dripping and running over them for years.
In short, I had sharp bones stabbing the soft tissue, in the tonsil area of my throat. Every time I moved my head or did anything involving the throat I would feel excruciating pain.Well, to get the problem fixed, I had to have surgery to remove my tonsils, so the surgeon could get access to my f~~~ed up enlarged styloid bones. The surgeon then permanently detached the ligaments and muscles from my styloid bones, I guess one can live normally with out them. My elongated styloid bones were then cut off to a regular length, and hopefully ending the stabbing pain in my throat.
After the surgery, I thought my life would return to normal but it was really only the beginning of my pain and suffering. For about the next two years, 2017, 2018, the pain in my throat intensified. I couldn’t believe it was getting even worse. It still killed me to talk or move my head. It was murder to eat or drink anything. It hurt to f~~~ing breath. My life was completely miserable. The only relief I got was while sleeping. Getting through a day of work was a nightmare. I made it through the 2017 construction season, and there was no improvement only constant pain.
During the winter months of 2017 into 2018, I became really depressed. I had returned to my ENT Dr and he couldn’t give me any answers. I blew every cent I had on other ENT appointments, MRIs, CT scans, x-rays, antibiotics, lab test, throat scopes. I tried everything. I even started trying alternative medicine hoping for any kind of pain relief. I was actually eating essential oils that my sister was into, like tea tree oil and pine oil. I’m pretty sure the oils I was putting down my throat were meant for topical skin use, or aromatherapy. I didn’t give a s~~~ if I poisoned myself, I was desperate for any kind of relief.
I spent all of last winter sitting in my house in the worst pain and misery I had ever experienced. I couldn’t do anything but sit there in terrible pain. Every morning I’d wake up to severe pain that didn’t stop till I could manage to fall a sleep. Every day was the same s~~~. I constantly thought about ways I could kill myself. I prayed for death everyday. I cursed God every day for allowing me to be in so much pain and suffering. I was so depressed, I thought, I’m going to have to live like this for the rest of my s~~~ life.
In this 2018 construction season there has been no change to my misery. I have given up on trying to find an answer, or a fix. No more Dr appointments, no more worthless prescriptions, no more of my own experiments with alternative medicine. No more cursing God or my mother for bringing me into this f~~~ed up world. I just excepted that my life, no matter how long or short, was going to suck.
Then in the past month, August 2018, I noticed a small change. I am experiencing small improvements. I’m getting a little bit of relief from the pain. I’m thinking, holy s~~~, I think there is a chance, this hell could go away. I can’t think of anything I’m doing different that would be helping.
Then I realize that I did stop cursing, and blaming God for my problem. I had started legitimately asking God for his help. I know this is where my story is starting to get weird, but my belief, and respect for God is the only thing that I’ve changed over this summer. It could be a coincidence, but also there are other strange things that have happened to me lately that seem to point to God trying to offer me help. I’ve never been a strong believer in a God or Jesus in the past, and after going through these past few years of hell, and finally getting some relief, I’m starting to change my views on the subject.
I don’t mean to testify to you gentlemen here about faith in a God. I’m not one to push that on anyone, and I don’t have any answers. I am glad to share my experiences with you. I am not the same man I was two years ago, that is for sure, and I can say, that I no longer fear death after all of this. I still have to deal with a lot of this mystery pain from the Eagles Syndrome, but I feel it has become bearable and there is a chance it could continue to improve.
The title of this post, “The Sun Shines On a Dog’s Ass Every Now and Then”, was said to me by an old man that I knew and respected a long time ago. I’m not trying to call anyone a dog’s ass here. I’m saying that life can really suck for some, for a long time, and when all hope is lost and everything is f~~~ed, luck can change for the better. I feel like the sun is finally shining on me after two years of s~~~. This whole experience has taught me, what ever problems one has and how ever long it last, don’t give up.
Back off Barbie!
The power of faith in God is real. Medical studies have been made. In my years of working in the medical field I know several doctors that use it in a holistic medical treatment. It works.
Glad to hear you are doing well Axe.
mgtow is its own worst enemy- https://www.campusreform.org/
My dad suffered horribly with cancer for several years. It was diagnosed as terminal and I had to sign a ‘DNR’ order for his last massive chemotherapy treatment.
But God saved him! My dad beat the cancer and he lived!
Then a few years later God pushed him down the stairs and killed him. If that’s God’s idea of a joke I just don’t get it…
The power of faith in God is real. Medical studies have been made. In my years of working in the medical field I know several doctors that use it in a holistic medical treatment. It works.
Glad to hear you are doing well Axe.Thanks Roadmaster
I believe you’re correctWhen everything in a man’s power is tried, and fails, the only thing left is to, ask God.
I don’t think I’ll ever really know what is causing me so much pain. It could be nerve damage from the surgery, or a million other possibilities. The human body is so complicated.
Back off Barbie!
What seems more PROBABLE ??
Either your body is slowly beginning to heal, or a Divine Being is SLOWLY healing you because you have been praying to him ?????
I KNOW which one that I would go with, but you go with WHATEVER makes YOU FEEL LESS PAIN.
In a World of Justin Beibers Be a Johnny Cash
My dad suffered horribly with cancer for several years. It was diagnosed as terminal and I had to sign a ‘DNR’ order for his last massive chemotherapy treatment.
But God saved him! My dad beat the cancer and he lived!
Then a few years later God pushed him down the stairs and killed him. If that’s God’s idea of a joke I just don’t get it…That is a strange fate, to suffer through and survive cancer, only to be killed by falling down the stairs. I don’t get it either.
Hell, tomorrow I could trip on my boot lace and fall into the path of a landwhale cruising on one of those handicap scooters in Walmart. Crushed to death by it’s massive weight and momentum.
Back off Barbie!
What seems more PROBABLE ??
Either your body is slowly beginning to heal, or a Divine Being is SLOWLY healing you because you have been praying to him ?????
I KNOW which one that I would go with, but you go with WHATEVER makes YOU FEEL LESS PAIN.I get your point, maybe it took two years for my body to begin healing itself. I am Middle aged, and it does take noticeably longer to recover from health problems.
I don’t know what is causing the sudden improvements. All I can say, is that after being miserable for so long, I really thought my condition was going to be permanent. If God wants to help me, then I’ll take it. If my own body is helping itself then that’s a great thing too. Either way, I’ll take it.
Thanks for your helpful input, I will take your advice, and continue my trust in God on the matters I can’t seem to control.
Back off Barbie!
My dad suffered horribly with cancer for several years. It was diagnosed as terminal and I had to sign a ‘DNR’ order for his last massive chemotherapy treatment.
But God saved him! My dad beat the cancer and he lived!
Then a few years later God pushed him down the stairs and killed him. If that’s God’s idea of a joke I just don’t get it…“God pushed him down the stairs.”
I’m sorry your dad died that way but damn, you sound like a woman blaming anything and everything else for that.
Women want everything, but want responsibility and accountability for nothing.
My dad suffered horribly with cancer for several years. It was diagnosed as terminal and I had to sign a ‘DNR’ order for his last massive chemotherapy treatment.But God saved him! My dad beat the cancer and he lived!Then a few years later God pushed him down the stairs and killed him. If that’s God’s idea of a joke I just don’t get it…
That is a strange fate, to suffer through and survive cancer, only to be killed by falling down the stairs. I don’t get it either.
Hell, tomorrow I could trip on my boot lace and fall into the path of a landwhale cruising on one of those handicap scooters in Walmart. Crushed to death by it’s massive weight and momentum.Jesus, can anyone find a way to die they WON’T complain about?
S~~~, God allows a person riddled with pain and illness to die and people bitch about God. When someone recovers from illness and gets back to health and enjoying life and dies by an accident, people bitch about that. People die young and others complain. People die old and others complain. People die all different ways and every one of them, people complain about. F~~~.
Women want everything, but want responsibility and accountability for nothing.
“God pushed him down the stairs.”
I’m sorry your dad died that way but damn, you sound like a woman blaming anything and everything else for that.
So what’s your point? Good or bad, it all must be God’s will. Or are you saying that s~~~ just happens???
What seems more PROBABLE ??
Either your body is slowly beginning to heal, or a Divine Being is SLOWLY healing you because you have been praying to him ?????
I KNOW which one that I would go with, but you go with WHATEVER makes YOU FEEL LESS PAIN.I think the bigger question is ‘why did God cause him so much suffering in the first place’???
“God pushed him down the stairs.”
I’m sorry your dad died that way but damn, you sound like a woman blaming anything and everything else for that.So what’s your point? Good or bad, it all must be God’s will. Or are you saying that s~~~ just happens???
Im saying your bitching and blaming God for this makes you sound like a chick.
Women want everything, but want responsibility and accountability for nothing.
What seems more PROBABLE ??Either your body is slowly beginning to heal, or a Divine Being is SLOWLY healing you because you have been praying to him ?????I KNOW which one that I would go with, but you go with WHATEVER makes YOU FEEL LESS PAIN.
I think the bigger question is ‘why did God cause him so much suffering in the first place’???
Why are you under the mistaken assumption we are supposed to understand everything we have to go through? And why do people only ask this about the bad stuff, relatively speaking, they go through, and never are so critical about the good stuff they go through?
Women want everything, but want responsibility and accountability for nothing.
Im saying your bitching and blaming God for this makes you sound like a chick.
Is it not justified? We thank and praise God when the good s~~~ happens. Why not hold him accountable for the bad s~~~ too? It only seems logical…
What seems more PROBABLE ??Either your body is slowly beginning to heal, or a Divine Being is SLOWLY healing you because you have been praying to him ?????I KNOW which one that I would go with, but you go with WHATEVER makes YOU FEEL LESS PAIN.
I think the bigger question is ‘why did God cause him so much suffering in the first place’???
That is exactly what I was thinking while going through all of this s~~~. I sat at home in my misery and cursed God for allowing all of this to happen to me. My mind got stuck on blaming God when I couldn’t find any answers.
I got used to feeling like s~~~ all the time and finally just accepted it. I grew tired of cursing God every day. Then I made the decision to respectfully ask God for help. I felt kind of stupid at the time because, I’ve never really had to, or wanted to do that before. I was desperate at the time. Every attempt by the Drs and myself to fix my s~~~ had failed. I had nothing to loose. What could it hurt to ask God for help, nothing, that’s what. I’m not saying this is the proof we are all looking for. I’m saying that as a last resort, I tried asking God for help and my situation is now improving. I will continue to ask for Gods help and see what happens. Some might think that is plain silly, and that’s fine.
What I have learned in the past two years is that, life can suck more then I ever thought possible, and I’m sure it gets much worse then what I went through for some. I learned a big lesson on patience. I learned to accept my pain and that it can pass even after years. I learned there was no need of the thought to blow my own head off with a shotgun. I learned about the possibility of God and that as a human being I’m really helpless when it comes to certain things. I learned that it’s important to keep moving forward through the s~~~ in life, and maybe one day it will get better.
Back off Barbie!
How dose the saying go,…..OH Ye of Little Faith.
Don’t let them darken your sky Axe.
mgtow is its own worst enemy- https://www.campusreform.org/
I got used to feeling like s~~~ all the time and finally just accepted it. I grew tired of cursing God every day. Then I made the decision to respectfully ask God for help.
Asking for God’s help seems to have worked out for you! That’s really great news!
If it were me though, I’d ask God why he f~~~ed me over like that in the first place. I’d want to know what I did wrong to deserve such misery. I certainly wouldn’t want to ever p~~~ him off like that again. To cause a person so much pain and suffering without at least telling them what they could have done to prevent it seems to me to be a totally dick move on God’s part…
Why are you under the mistaken assumption we are supposed to understand everything we have to go through? And why do people only ask this about the bad stuff, relatively speaking, they go through, and never are so critical about the good stuff they go through?
If I’m suffering God’s wrath then I want to “understand” what it is that I’m doing wrong so I can stop doing whatever it is that I’m doing that’s causing me to suffer.
If God is rewarding me then I’ll just assume that what I’m doing is right and I’ll just keep on doing it.
I guess I’m funny that way…
Im saying your bitching and blaming God for this makes you sound like a chick.
Is it not justified? We thank and praise God when the good s~~~ happens. Why not hold him accountable for the bad s~~~ too? It only seems logical…
Actually we don’t. Almost everyone takes credit for the good in their lives and wants to dump the bad stuff on others and/or God.
Women want everything, but want responsibility and accountability for nothing.
Why are you under the mistaken assumption we are supposed to understand everything we have to go through? And why do people only ask this about the bad stuff, relatively speaking, they go through, and never are so critical about the good stuff they go through?
If I’m suffering God’s wrath then I want to “understand” what it is that I’m doing wrong so I can stop doing whatever it is that I’m doing that’s causing me to suffer.
If God is rewarding me then I’ll just assume that what I’m doing is right and I’ll just keep on doing it.
I guess I’m funny that way…You want to understand it? Read Job.
Women want everything, but want responsibility and accountability for nothing.
- AuthorPosts
You must be logged in to reply to this topic.
921526
921524
919244
916783
915526
915524
915354
915129
914037
909862
908811
908810
908500
908465
908464
908300
907963
907895
907477
902002
901301
901106
901105
901104
901024
901017
900393
900392
900391
900390
899038
898980
896844
896798
896797
895983
895850
895848
893740
893036
891671
891670
891336
891017
890865
889894
889741
889058
888157
887960
887768
886321
886306
885519
884948
883951
881340
881339
880491
878671
878351
877678
