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13
Jul
24

into the deep

Happy Saturday. One heck of a year. This one won’t be forgotten so quickly by me. Crazy how fast they go by. I sat with my Grandfather when I was around 16 years old and we were talking about him turning 80 years old. He was very easy to talk to, but the conversations rarely got into the “deep” territory where true feelings were expressed. That is the only way I can describe it, but hopefully most of you will know what I mean. Oddly enough many years later I would talk with my Grandmother after Pa passed away and those conversations were almost always “deep” making our relationship very strong. Anyway

Talking with Pa that day he said something to me. He said “I remember being your age, then I blinked, and now I’m 80.” His voice trailed off at the end and he seemed to gaze at something not in the room, not in the field out of the window, not anywhere, but inside his mind. He was looking at his life. The timeline he created in 80 years and how quickly happened. Thing is I could see it. While he stared at it, I stared at him soaking in those words he had just said. I heard the message loud and clear that day. Enjoy it, don’t waste it, do right in it because the ride is short, and no matter how many tickets you acquire there is no do overs. You can’t buy another turn.

I died in early May. Died. My doctor told me if I wasn’t such a tough SOB I would certainly be dead. Let that soak in. I’m 45. I don’t want my ride to end. Whatever age you are go do that thing you dream about. What the F are you waiting for?? I have friends I haven’t seen in over a decade that mean the world to me. I can’t understand how that much time has gone by. I used to see some of these friends every single day and we swore life would never get that busy we’d let forever go by. It almost did. Instead of reading this you could be telling a story about some dumb crap I did one night. Plenty of those to choose from, but maybe one day people will talk about something wise I said that helped change their life. Maybe that can be today. Life is short.

People say it all the time, but you don’t hear them. You buy your 12 pack, drive home drinking the first one, and then drink the rest while complaining to your neighbor how you never get the opportunities other people do. Hmmm. They are at home reading books and making themselves better every night. Wanna travel, go! Wanna make more money, learn. Wanna have a family, stop doing anal. Ha. The world is there for the taking.

It won’t be easy. Making changes rarely is, but remember someday soon you will be 80 and it will be your turn to gaze out. What will you see?? What will be on that timeline??

FknBucky

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Just a couple pics from my timeline:

27
Jun
24

never ending stay…

Well….. I extended my vacation by another day. Apparently they want you to crop dust the halls after stealing a kidney, but call it passing gas to sound professional until….. I said “farting” a bunch. The doctor finally loosened up her stature, but not my bowels. TMI… I know, but I promised honesty on this blog so suck it up buttercups. By the way speaking of honesty it turns out I’m not gay. That t-shirt is a liar. My friend Nuisance (see what I did there….) told me to be sweet to the nurses, but have you ever heard of a 24 hour restraining order??? Me either. Who knew asking her if she wanted to stick around and snort some of my meds with me was such a big deal…….. A couple lines of stool softener makes for one heck of a story later.

The TV is crap. The channels are 74-1, 74-2, 74-3, and on and on. I don’t know what that means. I have watched two westerns about a guy killing other guys over a woman. Both of them, but different guys dying from another guy killing them. I think the woman might be my stuck up crazy nurse. She would drive anyone to do some killing. She happens to be one that watched on as the others killed me on my last stay here. No joke there. She is sticking with the panic/anxiety story saying “Well you have anxiety when you’re dying.”

I can’t think of a truer statement. Just remember if you check out from not being able to breathe with 93% of your lung filled with fluid, it is the panic that did it. Can’t believe I was so stupid to think otherwise.

My kidney drain.

Might be yet another day. Got an issue with the kidney drain, and I’m not kidneying around.

Thank for all the prayers. Keep them coming and please share the blogs. Some of your friends might not be on my friends list and should hear my life lessons in the blogs. Be kind to others, stop holding petty grudges, and if someone makes you mad – hit them in the face.

FknBucky

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