From time to time, it occurs to me that there are a few benefits of having had Sudden Cardiac Arrest (SCA). And I'm not thinking in terms of viewing the world and life through more a more profound lens - I am referring to odd little snaps that pop up randomly where the thought is "wow, I wouldn't _________ if it hadn't been for the SCA).
Examples:
On the really mundane, I think my house is neater. It is truly bizarre how often it passes through the mind - casually not dramatically--- that I don't want people to have to come in the house and find XYZ in the event that today is the day I have croaked. Tidy up. I wonder where in the hospital discharge instructions THAT would be listed. No lifting more than 10 pounds for 6 weeks, no stretching the left arm over the head for 4 weeks and oh yes - tidy up that house. Spare the poor unsuspecting post-death visitors.
More importantly, I met DD. Without SCA, there would have been no driving ban and hence, no meeting DD. The idea of not knowing that person sends shivers.
And then today I am reading a book about Buddhism. Yup, I moved from "Whores for Gloria" to Buddhism. In a section on impermanence, the Dalai Lama writes that being aware of our own death and having an understanding that we can die at any time ------ this is helpful as we contemplate the path to enlightenment. He comments that most of us avoid all thought of our own death and have a mistaken sense of our permanence,
As I read this, I thought - wow, way ahead of the game on this one. Check that box. Skipping right on down that path.....
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