Introduce Yourself/Myself @prettynicevideo My breast almost killed me... Now fear and breastless in Las Vegas.

My name is Francesca. I was born February 11, 1980 at Hialeah Hospital in Hialeah, Florida. I'm very, very much an Aquarius and a GenXer. We got screwed, Genxer's. The way I see it the Silent Generation was harsh, but life was simple. Industrialization started booming and they needed worker bees... boomers, Baby Boomers. They needed Baby Boomers to pop them babies out. Economy was good; life was good. Boomers got retirement, property and overall senior security. GenXer's... we got experimented on, taught to balance check books, get the house, car and have the family. Taught interest rates, how to finance, what it is to have "credit" and use it. Never once did they teach us to have a plan, save money, buy property outright, the importance of sustainability, who Tesla was... I mean lots. Computers came in at the tail end of high school and you either got it or didn't. I DID NOT MAKE THAT TRAIN... and boy.... I wont lie, my life has been very difficult to navigate. Working restaurants to put myself through collegeto get that useless degree. I never spent any time in front of computers. My resume was all restaurant work and not any time in front of the one thing that was knowingly the "thing" of the future. No one gave me a chance at at real career. I was a hard worker. Maybe too hard. My boss used to tell me I worked too hard. I was working my way up for management at a restaurant. Honestly, it was my best chance for a future. It was only once I became ill that I understood what my boss was really telling me. Two younger employees with a year of experience each got promoted to management. BUT HOW!!! 4 years of college, 18 years Food and Beverage experience and I got shafted. They never did fresh juices, deep cleaned, rotated coolers, day dot/labeled everything fresh every day. I worked too hard. Promote the lazy kids because a good worker is hard to find. I did work too hard. I'm also a person who never compromises their integrity to get ahead and I'll be honest; it's probably the reason I'm so lost.

Almost 40 years old and trying to find my way. The last 4 years of my life have been hell. Take the worst flu you've ever had, add Lupus symptoms, POTS symptoms and mix them... ya. I wasn't suicidal but I was ready to go. When you can actually see shadow spirits, you're too close to the realm of earthbound spirits. You learn a lot in the silence. I have 2 children and a best friend/ex girlfriend. We split up, gosh over 2 years ago; gosh maybe 3. If it wasn't for her I'd probably be dead. With her at work and the kids at school, you start to go mad. ALL EXPERIENCES I WILL WRITE ABOUT SOON. It takes a lot to relive my hell. You learn so much in the silence. You learn coincidences aren't just coincidences. You start to notice patters, then patterns make connections and you realize there's more to life than what they tell us. I was stripped of pride, material possession.... it wasn't easy. If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have any. I've learned to trust my gut, watch for signs.

MY BREAST IMPLANTS MADE ME ALMOST DIE!!!!! A year ago I was bed ridden, seeing specialists with all sorts of odd results, nothing ever conclusive to point towards finding any significant answer. I removed my breast implants after having had 2 sets and 16 years invested. I don't know what the future of my health will be. What I do know is a year ago I had constant ice packs and laid in bed virtually all day. Between vomiting ghost (I would wrench, wrench and no vomit ever came out) and pain in every joint, I was in constant agony. The vomiting episodes would last a several minutes, tying my stomach to knots over nothing. So many symptoms. I'm 7 months post op and recovery is going well. So much to add to the topic but I'll save that for a later time.

It's been difficult trying to get my brain back into the world. I try to appreciate every day. I was so ill before I never could leave the house. It took all I had to get to doctor appointments. I compare it to coming out of a two year coma. The last couple years got really hard. I didn't keep up with current events, trends, fashion. I feel lost in time.

So who, what, where, when, why?

I'm about to face cancer in Vegas at the age of 38, now; at the prime of my life because life has been miserable since I've moved to Vegas. How am i going to do this?

to be continued......
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