Thurs. Oct. 1/09 Yeah. I made it to Oct. Fri. Oct. 2/09 0600 The Song of the day is “ Knocking on Heavens Door” by Bob Dylan The Quote of the Day Is:“Somebody should tell us, right at the start of our lives, that we are dying. Then we might live life to the limit, every minute of every day. Do it! I say. Whatever you want to do, do it now! There are only so many tomorrows.”
Pope Paul VI quotes (Italian Pope. 1897-1978)
I will tolerate the level of pain today without any medications . (I hope) One of the highlights of my day (there are few) is sitting on Contemplation Log watching the sun riseing up from behind the mountains on the mainland , a good cup of coffee and a cig. In hand and saying a prayer of thanks for another day and a selfish prayer hoping the big guy might help me fulfil my wish list . It is a clear cold morning , the more spectacular sinrises present themselves when the skys are a bit overcast , but I am grateful for each and every one , even on the days when misery rears its’ ugly head . Somedays misery is a tough customer but most days I am tougher and can wrangle some bright moments from each day given me. The sunrises in the fall are more subtle than the summer sunrses but no less beautiful . Summer sunrises pounce out from behind the mountains , the fall sunrises seem to crawl out from behind the mountains. Took my shirt off to shave earlier , the big black spot on my chest , a fist and a ½ in size stared back at me as a grim reminder of what the future holds . I also have a copy of my latest chest X-ray and I don’t really want to look at that either. I have already been admitted to paliative care once and managed to pull myself the hell out there and keep going on . I really believe that to a certain degree a person can fool themselves into feeling better , keep moving-keep on living . At least untill the body has a major malfunction . The quality of life may not be there but it is still life, although sometimes death seems inviting also.
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