I came up with that title in nothing flat. It just really set the tone for what i am about to share here on this forum.
On December forth, 2009, my younger, and only brother passed away from cancer. It was stressful to say the least on the whole family and his many friends. And I still find it hard to think about.
Seven days after he passed I woke from a nap while at home. There was this strange sensation of my heart just going like mad, later they told me it was 190 beats per minute. After the ER doctors got it settled down I was ready to find the nearest bar and then to home. After allot of talking they convinced me to stay the night for a small test the next morning.
They put this long hollow tube up into an artery from the crotch area. And while watching on a camera they found that this one artery was 95% pinched shut, from birth. The racing heart can be controlled with medication. But it tipped off the doctors to preform an emergency heart operation some 6 hours latter. I was also told that if the heart did not do what it had done by setting off an alarm like it did, that I would not have lasted the ambulance ride to the hospital that was just days away. In short. Mom nearly lost two sons last December.
It has been an interesting 7 months now. First with arranging a funeral, and before the family even really started grieving I was in a recovery room punching a male nurse because I wanted these tubes from out of my thought. (I did not know this until days later). Weeks went by and I hardly even thought of him. It wasn't until 2 months later when I was finally allowed to drive a car again when I went up and saw his grave that it really started to hit me, Kevin is dead.
I became angry, and bitter. Weeks passed and I began drinking, heavier and heavier. And now the doctors all said that I needed to find a different line of work of something less stressful and not so much labor intensive. Now I found myself faced with having to quit a job that I have done for over 28 years. Will my Wife leave me? Will I loose the house?
So I did what I had to. Started working on things that before I had only done as a hobby. It has been a rocky road getting started. My Wife has helped me to understand what I am feeling, and how to deal with it. I owe her large for that.
And so for the last few weeks I can say that I may just do a fantastic recovery. Both of the body, and spirit. I have allot to be thankful for. And still many more reasons to get up off the floor and put my gloves back up and keep fighting.
Wow! must be really hard i don't know how feels going thru all situations, but just wanted to say that it's remarkable that you're confronting the situation and doing what you like, i'm completely sure that a life doing what you love is to be proud till the end of the days, like my grandpa that always remembers his life with pride and love. Congrats and keep going! (excuse my bad english).
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Nothing leads to nothing, something leads to something.
Eye of the Tiger...Man I of the Tiger....Keep going. You a wonderful individule you are and God love you and I hope he protects you from any harm. thanks for Talking Kent. Its good to let it out... Were here Man Were Here....Rock On Brother......
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Trey Laymon
Darth Vader 501st
SL-5546 Central Garrison
I TOTALLY CONCUR Trey! Kent, THANKS for sharing such a DARK part of your recent past. HANG IN THERE BROTHER! It sounds to me like God has given you a second chance on life! He's given you a GREAT GIFT, & I think it's AWESOME that you're taking the opportunity to do something you're PASSIONATE about for a living, & share it with ALL OF US! THANKS AGAIN! YOU TOTALLY ROCK DUDE!!! God Bless!
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MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU, ALWAYS! Jeff Hubbard (SL-1744 Garrison Excelsior)
Wow ... my condolences for your loss. My grandfather and one of my good friends passed away from cancer about a year ago. It was their loss, in part, that inspired me to pursue a Ph.D. in organic chemistry focused on drug development. I am working on a suite of new chemotherapeutics at Scripps right now.
Never loose hope; there is always something to live for :)
Someone very wise once said, "Live is nothing but a bowl of roses, but just watch out for the pricks.".
It can be hard when I build something really cool, or just have everything go my way, and I look to share that and he is not there anymore. I lost Dad 4 years ago to cancer as well. Between the two of them there is this big hole where I was used to having this solid wall to lean against. I thank my lucky stars for my Wife and Mom still being here. Although they tend to lean on me now more then ever.
Life is great. I am loosing my lease on the property that we are renting, so we will have to move. This is a good thing, believe it or not. We have been saying for the last 5 years that we need to find our own land and stop being renters. This loosing our lease thing is quite actually a gift, getting us motivated to buy. I will be 50 soon enough and I have no wish to be a renter my whole life. It really is strange how life can push you down, and then just pick you right up again.
