J Michael Cline death: Fandango founder dies aged 64 after fall from New York hotel
J Michael Cline death: Fandango founder dies aged 64 after fall from New York hotel
Cline established the popular movie ticketing and streaming service in 1999
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apparently he had gallbladder surgery, and then scrawled a suicide note on a movie ticket and jumped out of a window. people are commenting that they had similar feelings after their own gallbladder surgeries?
That makes it so much worse. If it was a depressive episode, he could have maybe gotten out of it.
This feels so sad.
Wow. I didn’t know this, and had mine removed in late 2019 and I really feel like I’ve never been quite the same.
Not trying to pry but can you elaborate? Just curious what you mean/what it felt like
I’ve just felt in a daze and had periods of deep depression since. I’ve been prone to it before, but things seem a bit different now.
It’s difficult to rule out the pandemic and other factors though. 2020 was a stressful time, but I wonder if it woulda been a bit better with everything intact, now.
When I had my gall bladder out I felt a great sense of relief and liberation that lasted months. For 10 years, once or twice a week, I'd had sudden intense pain that lasted hours, and now it was over.
I read that in Max Payne's voice.
Also had a great sense of relief when mine was taken out. That wonderful absence of that particular pain was exquisite! There was other pains instead, but those pains had things that improved their symptoms while the gallbladder pain was otherwise untouchable by meds. My gallbladder had 3% working rate before it was removed.
Everything you wrote sounds like the suming up of an Onion story.
At the height of the pandemic, I was admitted to a hospital after a worse one had sent me home. I was delirious with pain, and was allowed no visitors. Once I got pain meds, I was confused from them. I couldn't eat or drink anything, including water. It took them a week to determine that I needed my gallbladder out (some shortage with their nuclear medicine unit), and by then I was apparently also septic. Due to a mixup with my pain meds, it took an extra day to get into surgery. I missed giving the elegy for my father in law, and the whole episode is just a fuzzy kaleidoscope of pain. This was one year after fighting for days to get a kidney stone removed surgically, only to wake up in recovery with another one that no one would believe me about for another week, then having a stent for a month.
I can fully understand jumping out a window in desperation.
I'm a sample size of one, but I had my gallbladder removed late last year and I did not feel that way. And I have a lot of good reasons to.