Some old timers may remember pieces of this story but ...
In Jan 2007 I was hospitalized after a snowmobiling accident where I tried hugging a tree at full throttle. Long and short, they finally realized I didn't have broken ribs but was in heart failure and had a heart attack. A whole herd of heart specialists shuttled through my cell to share their thoughts. They all projected doom and concensus was I wouldn't live without a heart transplant. I declined. The surgeon told my bride to get family here because I wouldn't survive the surgery. After seeing to looks on my families faces I decided I was not going to feel sorry for myself, I was going to keep a positive upbeat attitude and let the body fall where it may.
Never forget the surgeon telling me if I survived I should run out and buy a lottery ticket because I was the luckiest patient he ever had. Needless to say I survived, but the surgeon kept up his bedside manner and informed us my heart wss shot and I wouldn't see another year.
I redoubled my commitment to make the most of whatever time I had and not pull my loved ones down in dispair.
As the yesrs have passed, I had to be hospitalized a few more times and doctors slways seem amazed I am still here. Now there's no question that I can no longer do everything I would like, but my family and I made the most of it snd cherished all the extra time we've been able to share.
We all know my run is coming to an end and are fine with that. How can we complain?
So brings me to my topic, why am I disappointed? It's because when I come by here and read posts, it's all so negative, and frankly much I wonder what the whining is about. Look guys, nobody survives life, and you ain't gonna be first. Most don't know when their time will be up but don't waste whatever it is. Get out and enjoy life. Even little things like visiting a park can be refreshing. Enjoy your family and friends. It's great to ask questions and learn from experience here but don't assume you are about to die and give up. Life is too precious to waste