I like your use of the word "even".
I was born with spinal cord cancer. It was misdiagnosed for a long time and I was paralyzed at 3. They restructured my spine around the bulging spinal cord to try and free up room, then they gave me radiation for the cancer.
The radiation shrunk the cancer to the lump that it's remained for the past 30 years, but it kicked my ass elsewhere. It destroyed the re-made vertebrae in my neck, which broke and, because the bone is chalky and radiation-damaged, can't be shored up with screws and bolts the way a normal person's might be able to.
I have a lot of other radiation damage, including some muscle that's cooked and stringy, and I'm usually on MS drugs to keep from having neverending charlie-horse type spasms.
The damaged bone never grew, so I have a neck the size of a toddler's. It's tiny and skinny and looks a little weird, moreso the older I get. From time to time they hack bone out of my hip and tuck it into gaps here and there to try and keep me going for a couple more years.
I wish all that was a lie
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