Been a while nothing I wanted to write. Not that I had nothing to share. Just wanted to stuff it deep ,deep down inside where only booze and pepto would help. Here is the whats and wheres. I miss denial and anger, they have always been amazing coping skills. I hated the barging but this damn acceptance just feels like surrender. Did Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid cower , Cool Hand Luke accept, or Papillon surrender? No,they stood up, they fought, they jumped, and they lost. Yes they are fictionalbut I 'm a bit delusional .
I just turned 42. This was the cats meow maybe even the bee's knees . Whey gave me 90 days and dropped the terminal card a couple of years ago I wanted 42. The answers to all the universes questions are 42 according to Hitchhikers Guide to the Universe. This was a amazing thing, a goal . I wanted the answers. Actually, I wanted smart ass things to say for deflection and a fight. I have it " it" being 42, not answers mind you.
What could be next? A new goal, a new 42, maybe a new fight? I have started the process to be accepted for a phase one trial. Phase one treatments take a new chemo from spider monkeys to me and those lucky few like me. This disease normally affect children... little kids. Phase 1 testing on adults check for cellular destruction, mortality, risks, rewards, and find out if the damn thing works on sarcastic primates, me. If it does work I'll be healthy and jumping to accomplish all the things I promised Jesus during the bargaining phase. This will go on till gratitude is replaced by me. My selfish self seeking self . Maybe a week, month, year, maybe just maybe this will change my life forever. Granting a long. long life fore I have things to do and dreams, dreams to remember.
If it fails? Then like Butch Cassidy and The Sundance Kid. leap from the cliff . Cool Hand Luke just grin and run for it, or pull a Papillon and throw coconuts till there is a plan. Nothing sure fire. Just a plan, a hope, a wish,and a fight to fight. It's good to go out on a wing and a prayer....
I just turned 42. This was the cats meow maybe even the bee's knees . Whey gave me 90 days and dropped the terminal card a couple of years ago I wanted 42. The answers to all the universes questions are 42 according to Hitchhikers Guide to the Universe. This was a amazing thing, a goal . I wanted the answers. Actually, I wanted smart ass things to say for deflection and a fight. I have it " it" being 42, not answers mind you.
What could be next? A new goal, a new 42, maybe a new fight? I have started the process to be accepted for a phase one trial. Phase one treatments take a new chemo from spider monkeys to me and those lucky few like me. This disease normally affect children... little kids. Phase 1 testing on adults check for cellular destruction, mortality, risks, rewards, and find out if the damn thing works on sarcastic primates, me. If it does work I'll be healthy and jumping to accomplish all the things I promised Jesus during the bargaining phase. This will go on till gratitude is replaced by me. My selfish self seeking self . Maybe a week, month, year, maybe just maybe this will change my life forever. Granting a long. long life fore I have things to do and dreams, dreams to remember.
If it fails? Then like Butch Cassidy and The Sundance Kid. leap from the cliff . Cool Hand Luke just grin and run for it, or pull a Papillon and throw coconuts till there is a plan. Nothing sure fire. Just a plan, a hope, a wish,and a fight to fight. It's good to go out on a wing and a prayer....
