"It was 2am to be exact. i couldn't sleep too much was on my mind about the whole situation. I just had surgery and I only have basically half of my liver. My head is throbbing. My chest hurts because they put me back on chemo. I was moved to a regular room around 11pm last night. Which meant the other boys came to visit. Michaels with me now and he's sleeping. He told everyone to go back to the hotel and get some rest,which I didn't blame him. I regret a small decision I made earlier. You now how I signed those stupid freaken DNR paper? Well I'm regretting those right now. I want to be brought back if anything happens that was a stupid mistake I made before. Good thing I found them and ripped them up or I'd be up shits creek. Michael passed out about an hour ago. He's sleeping on a chair, he looked absolutely peaceful. What a cutie pie. I owe him and my sister for practically saving my life. It was a good thing they knew what they were dealing with. I wish I can go to sleep but I can't the beeping of all the machines are driving me fucking insane. Well I guess to pass time I can go on Twitter or something. I hope I get sleep. I'm exhausted. The boys opted me out of tonight's show, I'm kinda sad about that but I can risk another injury to my body. I have to heal and heal properly if I want to play anymore shows this year. Well at least nothing will stop me from singing. Now I think it's a great time to tweet an update. Don't you think?"
New tweets
Calum5SOS: I beat brain cancer ^.^ I still have lung cancer though :(
Calum5SOS: Half of my liver is gone,looks like no beer for me
Calum5SOS: we're sorry to announce that the UK & European shows have been moved again. See you all in Jan & Feb of 2016
"It was now 3am. And I felt strange. My chest felt hot and I couldn't feel my right leg. I couldn't breathe, I began to see a bright white light. I was slowly slipping away...but I don't want to leave yet I'm not ready.
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Battlefield ( Calum Hood fanfic)
أدب الهواة{completed } March 2015 - March 2016 Calum's illness exculpates into something nobody could have imagined. Can anyone save him before it's too late?
