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The Dead End (is more than a street)
Pleas
excuse the morbidity of me
during the speed
of this no-longer new
century.
I don't especially
'like' it my'self.
The 'infirmities' of this
eldering process do definitely
point, more poignantly each day,
to the terminus of everything
any of us think we are (or were),
in our wildly insane race of I-me-mine
for any (all?) the material goodies
we're taught to crave,
generation after generation since
'human' became a species,
(or whatever it is)......& it goes
'round & 'round in this
illusion/delusion we call Reality.
Pleas, excuse this seemingly
perpetual melancholy of one
whose body and time is is
ungraciously crumbling to it's
destiny (& unraveling density)
that's fast coming.
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Published 24th Dec 2019
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It's a long way to Tipperary.............
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Anonymous
24th Dec 2019 8:13pm
Danny, it's not morbid at all.
Though I've personally never correlated aging itseof with the body falling apart. Poor diet, toxic environments, genetic disadvantages, the cumulative effects of mental stress and physical injuries ..... certainly.
"point, more poignantly each day,"
The wordsmith in you is still in peak physical shape.
Though I've personally never correlated aging itseof with the body falling apart. Poor diet, toxic environments, genetic disadvantages, the cumulative effects of mental stress and physical injuries ..... certainly.
"point, more poignantly each day,"
The wordsmith in you is still in peak physical shape.
24th Dec 2019 10:06pm
From age 27 to 64,,,,,,1000s 0f miles runnin / over 20+ years.
1000s hours of raquetball at a fairly high level/ 1987-2009.
The cardiac heritage of Mom's side of family (parents both dead of heart-attack before age 50,
My Mom started having heartattcks at age 44. Multiple strokes up til she died at 68 yrs,10 mos. Mom would never exercise, No do phys.rehab... No phys. activity (literally) ever. Chainsmoke ciggies in front of TV was her life. Such a shame.
I knew it "could" be coming, but was hoping i might sidestep the cardio monster with my devotion and consistence to physical activity might make and a mostly veggie, lowfat diet.
I still need to live about 1.5yrs more to have lived as long as her.
Lo, the irony! Not counting strokes, i've more incidents, many of which were close to lethal. I never had the" right" symptoms, so they took only "least invasive'' interventions, and in a few weeks, i'd be back.climbing the ladder of invasiveness . 4X for my heartattacks, which culminated in sextuple emergency bypass surgery. Then, years later, I started having atrial fibrulation. Took 3 hospitalizations, which ablation, and pacemaker plus a shock device implanted. I should have died on the last try, because i had progressed into ventricular fib, which is in the "widow-maker" class
because most of them strike quick, and shut down your cardiac function near instantly, and most cannot be resucitated because of the quickness of it. Arterial fib (and myocardial infarction) is why you shock paddles in airports.
I don't believe i've survived all this. People say, "O, you must be here for a deeper reason"... yeah, baby, gonna be next Pope & bring eternal Peace to the world...actually, i'd prefer Dalai Lama.
Well, talk about "more info than you needed or wanted". This is it, you lucky scout, you !
1000s hours of raquetball at a fairly high level/ 1987-2009.
The cardiac heritage of Mom's side of family (parents both dead of heart-attack before age 50,
My Mom started having heartattcks at age 44. Multiple strokes up til she died at 68 yrs,10 mos. Mom would never exercise, No do phys.rehab... No phys. activity (literally) ever. Chainsmoke ciggies in front of TV was her life. Such a shame.
I knew it "could" be coming, but was hoping i might sidestep the cardio monster with my devotion and consistence to physical activity might make and a mostly veggie, lowfat diet.
I still need to live about 1.5yrs more to have lived as long as her.
Lo, the irony! Not counting strokes, i've more incidents, many of which were close to lethal. I never had the" right" symptoms, so they took only "least invasive'' interventions, and in a few weeks, i'd be back.climbing the ladder of invasiveness . 4X for my heartattacks, which culminated in sextuple emergency bypass surgery. Then, years later, I started having atrial fibrulation. Took 3 hospitalizations, which ablation, and pacemaker plus a shock device implanted. I should have died on the last try, because i had progressed into ventricular fib, which is in the "widow-maker" class
because most of them strike quick, and shut down your cardiac function near instantly, and most cannot be resucitated because of the quickness of it. Arterial fib (and myocardial infarction) is why you shock paddles in airports.
I don't believe i've survived all this. People say, "O, you must be here for a deeper reason"... yeah, baby, gonna be next Pope & bring eternal Peace to the world...actually, i'd prefer Dalai Lama.
Well, talk about "more info than you needed or wanted". This is it, you lucky scout, you !
24th Dec 2019 10:17pm
Sorry, JB....i thought you were implying a lack of physical activity was the source of my cadiac-adventures.
Then, i re-read your writ.
Then, i re-read your writ.
Anonymous
24th Dec 2019 10:39pm
Were all put together the same and yet differently. I just don't by in the boogey(wo)man that is age.
My father was plagued with heart valve problems until he succumbed to Alzhiemers. My half sister, his daughter from his first marriage, was a hallucinating schizophrenic born with a hole in her heart. She died of a heart attack before he lost his sense of selr in the present and passed away.
My father was plagued with heart valve problems until he succumbed to Alzhiemers. My half sister, his daughter from his first marriage, was a hallucinating schizophrenic born with a hole in her heart. She died of a heart attack before he lost his sense of selr in the present and passed away.
25th Dec 2019 1:31pm
"vust don't by in the boogey(wo)man that is age"
curious what you meant by that
how old are you?
the boogiwoman/man changes the older we get, esp.when physical limitations & chronic conditions set in telling you that you actually are in the terminal stage of Life (as wee know it). Ha! The cruel cozmik joke of aging!
I lived with & took care of me Daddy for his last 11months. Great education and entertainment it was. Foot amputated, & later, leg chopped off as well. Nonetheless, poor guy was convinced he was going to live "at least 10 years more" with me as his trusty side-kick.
Then one afternoon we were waiting for his dialysis session & he was obviously more depressed than usual, He said "I've watched a lot of people die, (he was a fireman 20+yrs). All my life I knew that we all have to die , but i never thought it would really happen to me". 36 hours later he was gone. Fckn Life will kill ye. RIP, Pop.
Then, 11 years later, my "little girl" dies.
Fascinating topic, this mortality thing.
M^^^y Xmaz to y'alls up there in NC,
curious what you meant by that
how old are you?
the boogiwoman/man changes the older we get, esp.when physical limitations & chronic conditions set in telling you that you actually are in the terminal stage of Life (as wee know it). Ha! The cruel cozmik joke of aging!
I lived with & took care of me Daddy for his last 11months. Great education and entertainment it was. Foot amputated, & later, leg chopped off as well. Nonetheless, poor guy was convinced he was going to live "at least 10 years more" with me as his trusty side-kick.
Then one afternoon we were waiting for his dialysis session & he was obviously more depressed than usual, He said "I've watched a lot of people die, (he was a fireman 20+yrs). All my life I knew that we all have to die , but i never thought it would really happen to me". 36 hours later he was gone. Fckn Life will kill ye. RIP, Pop.
Then, 11 years later, my "little girl" dies.
Fascinating topic, this mortality thing.
M^^^y Xmaz to y'alls up there in NC,
