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I'm missing two feet of small intestine.
I'm participating in a clinical trial for an investigational drug.
I qualified for Social Security disability 12 days after I applied for it.
But David Byrne muses, "how did I get here?" and I guess we all look around and evaluate our present situation. Every choice we've made, whether it was right or wrong or good or bad, has brought us to this moment. So here we are.
We all look back, some of us more than others. For the most part, I'm dumbly in the present. I tend to forget the past, and I'm not a huge worrier about the future. (Shut up, Rod!) And by "in the present", I don't mean that I'm "living in the moment" because I definitely don't have that sort of ability. I just try to take things as they come, which some people equate with procrastination. (And sometimes it does mean procrastination.)
Procrastination is not a good companion for cancer. And with so many treatment options, it's hard to know what's right and wrong, good or bad. But right now, I'm choosing to be an active participant in my treatment; to be a guinea pig, maybe even a pioneer. Certainly not the road I would have chosen, but sometimes the path isn't ours to choose.
2 comments:
Once in a lifetime is right, Kristin. On that same (musical) note, Jeff had to drive one of his twentysomething staffers to the train station last week and he made her listen to the Talking Heads, of all things! Having never heard Talking Heads music, she couldn't understand it or enjoy it. He feels it is his duty to knock the Gen Y musical taste out of her, but, it's hopeless. Gen Y is a hopeless bunch. At least the Baby Boomers had the Beatles.
Sorry my comment wasn't about your missing intestines. I wish I could have my crafty friends knit you some replacement parts.
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