The New Year hasn’t seem to start off all that well for Vi and I. It hasn’t been a lot of fun as we have both had the flu and a nasty one at that. In all of the time I have known Vi I have never know her to take a sick day from work. Well she did this past Saturday, speaks to how really bad she was feeling. As fo me, well we all know a “man cold” is so much worse than a lady cold and what more do I need to say about that. Feeling a lot better now it is just more a stuffy sinus thing.
Want to say hello to Drew. We had new doors installed recently and have been having a few problems with them. I dropped by the company office of the door company, spoke to Drew and within about 1 1/2 hours a gentleman man by the name of Bill is here fixing it. Now that is service.
With having this flu it gave me time to do more plain old thinking, not always a good thing. lol.
I have learned a lot in this past few months particularly, I have been on a real learning curve. Here on the blog I share my thoughts and feelings about this whole dying business. Each of us process this situation differently. Just as the families, loved ones and friends deal with a lose in their own way. I know I have said that dozens of times. When it comes right down to it how are we to know who and how a passing will hit another.
I am struggling to come to terms with a loss of my own. I lost, we all lost a blogging friend Meg. Meg had stage 4 cancer, her days were numbered. As a doctor she knew what her remaining days would be like and chose to end her life as opposed to going through the night mare she knew faced her. With her suicide I find myself carrying a element of guilt. In her messages to me, she so often spoke of the loneliness. She spoke of how wonderful it would be to check her email and find dozens of messages waiting there for her. As far as I know from what she said I well may have been the only person she really had any contact with. I could have filled her in box daily, with all the jokes and wise message and saying that I receive. 2 or 3 times a week I sent usually short personal messages. I am left wondering could I have done more? I know I could have. Would that have made any difference, that we will never know. My head tells me likely not but my heart is not so sure.
This is post #995