Oh, I don't know… I'm sure I could entertain them with some graphic up-pan shots of me scraping solidified turds out of my back passage with my fingers while bleeding profusely until finally unplugged.:-D
And they could follow me through my Tuesday Dexday TM… I could sweat profusely at will and show off my embarrassing body as I changed shirts/'T' Shirts for the seventh time that day… the early ones could be wrung out for camera.:-0
Then there could be the monthly consult where we wait for my consultant to find out what's happening by pulling up my results on the computer… because she won't know herself until then, so there will be time for a quiet drumroll until she is satisfied and perhaps she could be persuaded to give a Caesar like thumbs up/down to indicate whether I keep on living or descend into end of life scrabblings for a range of three to six month options before the hospice.8-)
I could entertain like hell… but each time I went online to the forum they would have to back off because as I would explain, the members think that I'm a sausage short of a picnic and you lot are a bunch of voyeurs who have no interest in the disease only the death… and the entertainment that that death affords.:-D
So, not wanting to be though of as a sausage short by my chums, I regretfully decline.:-(
Dai.