Subj : 'stuff...'
To : Sean Dennis
From : John Dovey
Date : Tue Apr 12 2022 01:16 pm
SD> Hello Ward,
SD> 12 Apr 22 10:27, you wrote to me:
WD>> Reminds me of 2 years ago in the ER isolation ward when I had that
WD>> severe case of Covid19 and wondered if I was going to die in that
WD>> small green room ...
SD> I understand that feeling also. Even now, as I go on day to day, I have
SD> to remember that I have a ticking timebomb in my chest and I have to take
SD> it easy lest I have another heart attack again when I am nowhere near a
SD> hospital.
There was a day, in late 1986, where I collapsed onto my back and stared up at the Southern Cross. We were in uniform in a foreign country, and I had an epiphany and made a vow.
I realised that I had used up all my luck, all my fate, as I should have died that day, not once but many times.
I vowed that every day I lived after that day was a gift and a blessing and I'd enjoy every one to the max. I was 18 then. I'm 55 now. I've mostly kept that vow.
JD
--- AfterShock/Android 1.6.8
* Origin: Firecat Mobile (4:920/69.1)