Post about a story about a serious medical complication you've had. Not one that you WILL have. Here, I'll start: A little over a month ago (about December 27th?), I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. I wasn't to concerned about it at first until the next day, I was scheduled to go back and get some blood checks. When I woke up, I felt miserable: no energy, no vision, could barely stand. Checked my blood sugar that morning and it didn't give me a reading, it instead said 'high' (blood sugar >600). I had a friend of mine drive me to the doctor's office and when they checked it, it still read 'high'. I was sent to the ER. Fun fact: it generally takes a blood sugar of about 500 to put someone into a diabetic coma, and blood sugar of about 800 to kill them. When I got to the hospital I was put into one of the compact emergency rooms and they checked my sugar on their meters. My blood sugar, I kid you not, was 1532. Not only was I not dead, but conscious and somewhat walking. After spending 5 hours in the ER, I was checked into an actual patients room where I spent my New Year's recovering from some life threatening conditions. Some of the worst three days I've ever had to live through. Complications? Well, in the course of two weeks, I lost 15 pounds in body fluids and at least 20 pounds in muscle weight. My eyesight still hasn't fully recovered, and worst of all, I have to give myself a shot about 4 times everyday. It was worth it though, cause the doc called me bad*ss. ^^^^^^ Beat that.
Pneumonia 3 times before I was 10 years old. Apparently I caught it when I was 3 and 5, but I was too young to remember this. When I was 8, however, I can easily remember my voice being raspier than Christian Bale's Batman and my inability to move. I also faded in and out of consciousness quite a bit. Took about 2 weeks to heal. I've also had a large 130 pound dog take a bite out of my arm when I was 9. The skin almost completely healed, but there are 2 permanent scars where the canine teeth went in. I also scorched my hand on the oven when I was 6. The skin was quite literally falling off in the worst areas. It somehow completely healed (I don't even f***ing know how the hell it did), but it was very, VERY bad. I'm a wee bit accident prone.
Weight cutting for fights got me sick. Had to cut 22 lbs on 1 week notice, didn't eat anything, didn't drink water on the final day. Still won the fight. Did I beat your experience?
Ouch, that is terrible! I don't think this will beat you, but this is my story never the less; At an indoor shooting range, and the range went cold. People typically step outside at this point in time since this is a "hot range means no in and out" place. Everyone but me, since I decide I am going to be sweeping brass. A guy walks in and is getting set up, and I go about my mission of sweeping brass and looking for casings that I can use to reload with. At this point I feel a shockwave, hear "BA--" and feel five more shockwaves. Dude started firing a .357 filled with hot magnum hand loads. Did I mention that I took my ear protection off because that **** gets uncomfortable after a while and the range was still cold? Stupid on my part, I know... The first shot ruptured my eardrums, the other five sealed the deal. Having ruptured ear drums is quite painful, as is the several days of removing dried up blood and pus that you have to do... Often damage like that heals on its own. Mine did not. I spent about a year almost completely deaf, the only sound was maybe a faint muffling and a hum\ringing. Sort of like the parents on a Peanuts cartoon... I had a couple of surgeries to correct the problem but I am still mostly deaf. I can hear enough to function but some days are better than others. It is continuing to heal slowly though, so maybe one day it will be 100% again.
What does being professional have to do with it? Every MMA fighter I've ever known had a friend/gf take a video of their fights. You use it to learn how to improve by watching how you fought. That's such a huge learning tool, even people who fought their first fight, ever, still took a video of it.
Look at the time we live in and your telling us no one had a camera or phone to record any of your fights or training?
It's not like that. My brother was just too busy cheering. Let's just say for arguments sake that I DID record all of my fights, even though I didn't. But why should I even bother uploading it on YouTube and show it to someone who is a terrible troll and someone who I don't even know? If you wanna watch some fights, then order PPVs. I think it's much better to watch a professional fight than an amateur fight, right?