Last week I again saw the neurologist about the headaches. He gave me a needle in the side of the head and it did seem to help. I saw him again Wednesday for the second injection and guess what I woke up this morning with NO HEAD ACHE. Have said a little prayer of thanks. this feels so nice. Have to go for blood work this morning, seeing the doctor next week about my breathing.
I have had a thought running around in my head for the past while. It comes from something I got off a TV show a few weeks back. Now memory guy here, holding true to form, I can’t remember the show. There was a gentleman being interviewed (can’t remember his name either) about his thoughts on dying. One of his comments stuck with me, I suppose as it caught me a little off guard and was a different line of thinking or at least something I had given any thought to. Here is his explanation of why we dread the thought of dying or at least as best I can remember.
“We dread the thought of being forgotten about, of not being missed. We dread the thought of passing without having accomplished anything. Did our lives matter?”
Believe me,I can understand and relate to each of those points.
Geesh, I have stopped for coffee and just plain old wasted so much time, I have to head out for that blood work. I have more to say on this but I ask each reader here to help me out by telling me what your own thoughts about your own lives are in this regard.