Life, the way I SEE/SAW it

Looking thru our lives over the years, we know the years will stop for us sometime:


With all the medical advances how long do you want to live?
Most of us answer, as long as we can have a good quality of life. That is easy to answer when you are in good health. But when it comes down to it, we just do not want to die. As I walk by lonely and mentally desolate men and women in a nursing home, sitting in a wheel chair, head hanging over mouth open and sometimes the tongue out, just barely existing; I say, I don’t want that to be me, right?

(Inside the old folk, these young people still exist)

But do we have a choice? My good buddy Sonny told me time and time again, these pills are keeping me alive, is it worth it? I always said, ‘I like having you around Sonny. But the only person who can answer that is you.’ He would smile and say, ‘but I can’t answer it’. That dilemma faces millions of Americans and others around the world.

This is not to seem morbid, it is a fact. We are on Medicare like most seniors and we have a supplement. BUT when do Doctors say this is enough. To be honest I don’t think the majority of doctors will ever say, ‘it is enough’. They suggest one more operation, one more visit, one more prescription; we all know it puts more money in the Doctors pocket, and takes from Medicare.

(This pic. was tken in Fred Alton & Frances' trailer in 1959, USAF Biloxi, MS)

I’ll admit that in the past 20 yrs. I have paid more attention to my health, because I have seen so many die. This is my theory, opinion, or whatever you want to call it. (Some say it is stubborn). I don’t plan to see a doctor until I have serious symptoms. I don’t know of a person my age that goes to a Doctor, who does not leave with a prescription for something. And once they start seeing a Doctor, it never ends. The prescriptions never stop. Once the DR. has diagnosed you, you are afraid to NOT take the medicine.

Sherry doesn’t like it, I love her, and understand how she feels, but ultimately this is my life, my decision. I don’t think it is that irrational.

(Yep inside these older folk all those young folk still live!)

Some folk, including my Sherry, see a Dr. every year for a checkup. Fine, I think if I was a woman, I would. If my family had a history of cancer, I might. My folk die from heart attacks. Therefore I am trying to protect my heart cause I like it. I like to know it is pumping. But unless I change my mind, I don’t plan to see a doctor until the emergency room, or, as a coroner, he says, ‘Jack is Gone’ (then I probably won’t see him, LOL).
Of course in this life I have learned you should never say never, cause you just might change your mind.
Thanks for coming by the log,
Nite Shipslog
PS:
"A man who sits on tack gets point and will surely rise"

"Man who lives in glass house should change clothes in basement"