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Name: Dustin
Country: United States
State: Missouri
Birthday: 3/15/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: Music (Writing, Playing, Listening To), Writing, Reading,(Poetry, Prose), Eastern Thought and Ancient Medicine, Philosophy, Photography, Wasting Time, Self-Betterment through various means, venting and raving, apparently acquiring many nicknames (don't ask), martial arts, bustin' on my friends (:-P), keeping things interesting - that's my job, yo.
Expertise: This would imply that I've worked at something for years and years and have an uncanny knowledge of it.
Sorry, not happening. :-)
I suppose you could put "Smart-ass" in this box, couldn't you? ;-)
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  Riot0315
MSN: djtribal01@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  jayhawkpieguy@yahoo.com
Member Since:
10/1/2002
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| For anyone who still checks Dusty's blog - this is Cheri, his mom. I want his blog to stay up because it is comforting to me to be able to read it and just look at him....it helps to ease the pain of missing him soooo much!. I was advised that the blog might be taken down if no posts are added for a certain amount of time. Soooo....I'm posting on it...... Thank you to all of you that have loved Dusty and offered him friendship!!! Peace and comfort to you all,
Momma Maims | | |
| This is Daniel Maimer, writing on Dustin's behalf. For further
updates on our family and my own life, bookmark http://livejournal.com/users/induceinsolence
We appreciate all of the comments and prayers left on this page, as
well as tributes on your own xanga sites. I know you feel the
sadness that has enveloped us all... and for that, I pray that you will
feel his prescence and that it gives you comfort. Dusty will
never leave me. His sheer determination has left a permanent
indentation in my heart; nay, my very existance. Words can't
express the sorrow, but know now that there is no more harm for him.
Dustin - no more surgery, no more needles, no more pills, no more
chemotherapy, no more problematic gait. You can fly
now. You are the omnipotent force that keeps my heart
beating when my soul feels so empty. You are that little voice in
the darkness that tells me "keep going, Daniel". You are with me
now and forever, and the world will feel the power that your heart held.
Go now, warrior. We lay you to rest. Your deed was true,
your path straight. God layed this burden before you, and as far
as I see it, you passed with flying colors. Failure was never an
option to you, and trust me Dustin Michael Maimer, you never
failed.
You are my brother and I love you. Always and Forever.
2 days ago God took half of my soul... 2 days ago God broke our
hearts. But we will live on, and this world will turn. We
will go on with our lives with him forever on our shoulders, watching
and celebrating our successes and comforting us in our own
trials. I will be motivated. I will persevere. Dustin
Michael Maimer wants it that way, and I'll be damned if I'm going to
fail him.
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| Holy shit, an actual post!!! Yip-ha!!!
....so next Friday, we start Radiation. 28 at least for now, five
days a week (weekends off). I'm still on heavy-duty antibiotics
because of strep infection in my blood (KUMED is a GREAT
Hospital, but everyone's gotta find some way to FUCK shit up - like not
follow proper procedure, short skirt responsbilities, not check pick
lines or flush them like they're supposed to be, etc...(Yeah, Lori,
if'n you're not cleanin' your shit, DO IT, dammit  )....
Anyhow, we've taken administrative action. When I say "Strep Infection in the Blood) .....
I was running a 104 degree temperature with a blocked pick line
(basically, a line directly into my "superior vena cava" (that's in the
heart, peeps - nothing to scoff at), delirious talking about the
monkeys riding on top of the jeep outside my window.
It started to go meninigits, but they caught it before my WHOLE SYSTEM went SEPTIC.
I'll let you all look up the terminology.
Anyway, we have a lot of things under much more control now. I'm
on IV antibiotics (we're talking shit that makes you go, "What the hell
is that and why haven't they ever talked about it before?" (The stuff
that even a Z-Pak (Zithromax for those of you that haven't had the
wonders and delights of been on X number of different types of fungal
fighting pills) look like M&M's.
...yeah, ER, I know, the FDA's makin' a killin' off of killin' me...but
it's got some merit - and in the end, where it counts, I still come out
on top. Boo-ya.
Fuckers.
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Things have really been kind of dark lately, faced with all this death
and doom stuff, over and over. It's not been fun, and frankly
it's old - and I've said that before and will say it again.
I want a break, God. NEED. WE, my family and friends.
I've spent my time alone late at night crying and wondering "Will it
stop?"
....I'm trying not to get stuck in "feel sorry for yourself", but
that's a whole lot of what I've ignored this entire time - one of the
things that makes me "such a hero" to people who see the situation and
marvel at the whole shebang. How I do concern myself with my
family and my friends around me (although many I've not spoken to in
ages) and how I keep going.
.....
That needs to be WE. I don't do this alone. Never have, and
if I ever "do", it's not Dustin. You'll have encountered someone
else who's probably a shell of who you're reading
now. Why I say that like that is that I'm back to
"Hypersensitive Emotional" status at odd times again. I'm in the
works on looking at medication again, and trying harder to meditate and
most of all...
Sleep. Heal.
And be done with this thing once and for all.
I appreciate and return all prayer and thought requests, from anoyone,
for anyone, openly and with all my heart, to those in need. I
mean, I can still listen, even though my Ki and other levels are
probably next to nothing...
Reciprocity can be a beautiful thing - a much needed thing - and I'm all for starting now.
Namaste, in Love, Brotherhood, and here's to a better NOW...'
-D
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| ...you can guess what's happened. Again.
More Bullshit.
Ended up in the hospital for three weeks, I've been out since Tuesday, and Goddamit, wHAT THE HELL???
....yeah, it's getting old. 
I'm still here, just not at peak "finely tuned smartass) as far as some
of the things that have been physically affected - it's just going to
be time, like always...
We have a plan, though. Re-Radiation of the problem areas. Yeah, it blows, but it's what I've got to do.
All I can do is ask for prayers and positve thoughts and vibes from
anyone at this point. I've always made it a point to NOT do that
because I willingly and honestly DON'T wish bad things upon people IF
I'm being "myself" and the person who I AM. (Yeah, there are
those of you going, "Bullshit, remember when you....
....yeah, I do, actually. and I'm sorry for that.
anyway,I'll try to keep some sort of update on what's going on with me,
and I'm going to do my damndest to keep on keepin' on like I've done
this entire time. It's been hard finding help to try to
keep everybody in the loop, no matter what side of life we're talking
about....
...I've finally started to ask God to give my my family, friends, and myself...a break.
Because we need it.
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I'll be keeping up on E-mail a little more regularly, and you guys can
find the link to mail me if you want.. Jokes, thoughts,
whatever - I'm welcome to them all. Because I'm out of ideas
right now.
Messengers are going to be tricky for a little bit - the "brain"'s
gotta rewire a tad and I hadn't been using them as much as before
anyway....
Phone - hit and miss. I've been sleeping a lot more lately, which
I need to do anyhow, but will happen naturally due to Radiation.
....all I can do again, is stress prayer and thought. I don't
really think of myself as a person who pleads and begs for things for
himself....
but I NEED this.
I hope you're all doing well. This Xanga community, and whomever
else inside or outside if it reads this stuff - means a lot to me,
regardless of what you think of it, because it's someone besides me and
God reading and getting a peek into my emotions....(*Insert Rant on
Inner Commentary Here*)
I have an MRI tomorrow to start planning for the radiation that should start next week.
Take care of yourselves. I'll be around.....
Or in other words, "....yeah, I'm still here. Dammit.
-Dustin
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| *cough* From the CQ Log in Monterey, CA - DLI, Army DivisoDoestevsky
asked: "Did Man invent God to give him a reason to live?" I
think
the real question is, did God invent Man to give him a reason to live?
Ponderous, yes.
*Two*
1112 - If I kill John Connor right now, would California have a
different
governor?
Does it matter? Didn't we establish that Judgement Day is inevitable???
stupid Hollyweird bullshiat.
2315 - Note to self: Squirrels, matches, and gasoline should not
come
together in any combination.
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Man, I miss J. A lot.
I also miss having something to say in this weblog.. And every
time I say, "Taking a break.", I never stick to it. So, if I were
to not say anything I accomplish my goal without stating my goal,...
that only makes me look like a self-centered asshole.
Major revelation of the day: I'm a self-centered asshole.
it's too early for me to be in bed and too late to be awake - 21 going
on 65. Fuckin' chemo brain hemorhage seizure bullshit..... . .
Dustin Log, :.2245 19 August 04 - my life is confusing and
disoriented. I must find purpose. and dammit, I'm lost.
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