About Bee
There’s not much to know about me.
Born in ’95. I’ve been an outcast my whole life. I gained the nickname “Bee” in my early teens and the name stuck. I’ve been called odd, strange, unique, weird, eccentric, nerdy – to name a few things. I spend my days now being a computer technician and everyone’s on-call tech support. You’ll learn more about me from the posts I make.
From the Beginning
Where do you start for a life like mine? It’s hard to say.
It wasn’t always as bad as it is now.
Born in Georgia in ’95, I was a healthy baby. I didn’t have any issues until I was about 3. It was as if I turned 3 and the world decided to turn on me. I developed health issues rapidly – asthma, frequent flus or colds, frequent infections, the list went on. By the time I was 6, I’d been in and out of ICU a few times, multiple occasions of fainting and by 8, I’d been suspected of having epileptic episodes. I’d never get a concrete confirmation or diagnosis of the epilepsy nor was it ever documented on my medical record. From there things just spiraled…
My childhood was complicated to say the least. If it wasn’t my body attacking me, it was other kids. I was bullied for a really long time – 1st grade to 6th grade and then 9th grade.
We’ll get to that part of my story.
By 6th grade, 2006, I had multiple medical developments – by then I was officially diagnosed with asthma, depression, OCD, and PTSD. I was beginning to struggle with back issues too and regularly seeing a chiropractor. If I didn’t have my back adjusted at least once every 6 months, I was in debilitating pain. I was going through it – bullies, health issues, puberty changes, and I was starting to struggle with school. If you think my story has some shining redemption or arch of improvement – you’re wrong.
Childhood Woes
If my life were a movie, this is the climax. It’s only downhill from here.
Where it went wrong
6th grade, I’m 12. Summer was approaching and I couldn’t wait for school to be over. It was all I thought about. School had become a hellscape. I was standing at the top of a staircase while a single teacher orchestrated children towards car riders and bus riders at the bottom of the stairs. One of my bullies started shoving me – multiple times. I was pushed down an entire flight of stairs. I miraculously survived with only bruising on my legs and thighs at the time. The mental impact from this would leave me forever changed.
I never fully recovered, mentally, from the impacts of school bullying and being pushed down those stairs. From 12 to 23, I was in and out of therapy, off and on medications for my depression, anxiety and PTSD. In 2018, when I was 23, I snapped. I tried to take my life. I survived, went through rehab and therapy again for another year. After that, my mental health improved over time. Just in time for my physical health began to deteriorate.
The After
The Now
In 2024, I developed lower back pain. Dismissed by doctors for the majority of that year, I kept fighting for an explanation for my pain. By 2025, after an MRI, I’d finally learned I had a bulging disc in my lower back. During Summer and Fall of 2025, I developed recurring “stomach flu”s . My symptoms varied with constant nausea, intermittent vomiting, digestive issues, food intolerances; the list seemed to grow by the week. Finally, by Feb 2026, I’d become debilitated by upper left quadrant pain in my abdomen. I vomited for hours prior to going to the ER. A CT scan revealed a cyst in my pancreas – 2.7cm. That cyst would grow in two weeks, in March, to 3.5cm. By June, during an EGD/EUS, my GI doctor measured it at 5cm. It had gone from the size of a peanut to the size of a lemon/lime in a manner of months. I was diagnosed with MCN/IPMN – not cancerous but high risk of turning into it at any moment.