When you’re told that you’ve got a finite time left in this life – you can’t help but do two things – reflect back on your life and try to plan what you still want to accomplish in the time you’ve got left.
My first memory is from about five:
I’m looking down from a second-floor enclosed porch of my grandparents’ house in Wyomissing, PA.
My uncle was washing his car in the driveway and I announced to my Grandfather that I’m going to go down and help. (Don’t know if I did.)
Supposedly, on that same porch I showed the same level of curiosity that has permeated my entire life.
My grandfather told me that I had ‘ants in my pants’ – to which, I dropped trou to inspect and promptly announced that “I do not.”
When I was also at that age – I was extremely bow-legged.
So much that the Postman told my mother when she opened the door and he could see me, that: “you could run a sow (pig) between my legs without touching either leg.”
She cried; I asked what a sow was…?
This resulted in me wearing corrective shoes and walking the line (a knotted rope stretched out on the living room floor) EVERY night of my life until I was almost a teenager.
It did result in some great legs (if I do say so myself) but; left me with some serious insecurities that manifested in a traumatic operation when I was a teenager.
I had a pretty serious operation when I was fourteen; they removed about a foot and a half of my intestines and the ileocecal valve (this was called an Ileocecal resection) as a result of exploratory surgery to determine what was causing sharp pains in my abdomen. This is the valve between the large and small intestine.
There were thousands of tiny ulcers (like the ones you sometimes get in your mouth.)
Supposedly, it was a result of me keeping things in – being shy, introverted, etc.
I resolved to no longer keep things in – you may have noticed that about me!
I can’t help but wonder if this thing in my gut now is somehow related to all this.
I tend to be relatively strong-willed now.
Some people call this an Alpha personality.
I call it making Shit Happen! (thus, Sales Makers – we made Sales Happen)
Being given such a short window to live the rest of my life is simply unacceptable, so: I simply don’t accept it.
Goal No 1 Spend Christmas 2018 with my Family at the Mill House 3 months after I’m supposed to no longer exist
Goal No 2 Take a prolonged Cruise to Tahiti in March/April 2019 6 months after…I’m supposed to no longer exist
Ultimate Goal See my son graduate as a PhD.
Long term Goal Celebrate New Years’ Eve December 31, 2022 4 years longer
After that: Every Day I wake up is gonna be a celebration.
NOTE: I should know how much of the above is achievable after next week, when I have a new scan to compare. Hopefully, the three month prediction is extended substantially. Stay Tuned!