Some thoughts…

I have just returned from the hospital. I don’t know if it was old people’s day, but there were very many of them waiting to see their doctors, holding their zimmer frames, walking sticks, in wheel chairs.
It reminded me of a conversation I had with my husband the other day. The young man opposite our house who has settled into the fog of lunacy through narcotic abuse, had kept us up half the night with his incessant screaming and giggling… My husband said to me in the morning: You know, it’s still life – that element that distinguishes us from the dead. No matter the quality, he still has that spark; he’s alive…
He continued to philosophize along those lines.
Those old people at the hospital were there in hope, or else they’d have stayed at home to slowly decay. Death is inevitable, but once you still have life, I think the instinct is to preserve it.
Someone asked me once whether I thought I was going to die when I had my worst symptoms, and I said no, it never occurred to me. I guess what I’m trying to say is, there’s always something to be thankful for once you have that ‘spark’. Maybe if I had the power, I’d take the springy steps of the lunatic next door for myself or one of those old people, and leave his mind in a broken body. Or because he’s young, I might give him a healthy brain and pair one of those old bodies with a slowly deteriorating brain, but the master planner knows best, and perhaps, I blaspheme…

4 thoughts on “Some thoughts…

  1. Hi Nana,
    You are right. You only have one body and one life. What you choose to do with that body and your life is entirely up to you. Life is a precious gift. We are lucky to have it, and we should make the most of it in whatever way that we can.

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