been hard 4 days in a row funeral for family and friends, one more tomorrow, never before have I had 5 days of funerals, hard not to think about how lucky I've been to still be here , 3 time cancer survivor, and then what happen with blood colts , 1-1/2 years ago they gave me 2 years to live, go home and get things in order, man when the doctors tell you that it hits home, but 9-10 months later my body started to recover, something mayo and university of Michigan, both said would not happen, now last week I had heart test and mine is almost back to normal , they don't know what cause it or what fix it or if it will happen again, doctor said in 30 plus years he has never seen this happen , I'm just glad I was his first time seeing it happen, well I sit at these funerals and think this could be me,

Sounds like you’re going in the right direction keep it going.

Glad to hear you're beating the odds. I hope it keeps going that way for you.

Stay well my friend.Alot of funerals around here as well.

“Only the rocks live forever, said Gray Wolf”

By James Michener

Sounds like things are making a good turn for you.
Keep stepping in the right direction.

MOM has been having a lot of friends dieing. She is 64 And had been given 22% chance to live 5 years with her cancer 6 years ago. Now to be fair she having cancer has gotten close to a lot of people with cancer so friends passing at a high rate should be expected but it's not just her cancer friends. It hits her hard and sometimes seems like she thinks she is dieing or knows something she is not telling me. Wife suggested that today. Maybe but I think having so many people dropping she has seen that there doing well and the cancer came back hard and fast has her thinking.

Regardless it sucks. the older we get the less good friend we have.It seems harder for me to make close friends today unlike when I was younger.


One benefit of being unsociable is less funerals, birthdays, etc to go to.

That is rough I wish you the best.

Don’t waste your new lease on life

Good to hear Roy, God bless . Have a happy Thanksgiving

Sorry you are going through a rough patch losing loved ones.

I defied the medical odds myself. I broke my ankle ice fishing in January 2021. They had to piece my ankle back together with a bunch of hardware. About three days later, at bedtime, I just did not feel good, not right, and had my wife take me to the ER. The blood draw showed my heart enzymes were elevated. They tested again in an hour and the heart enzymes were going up. I had no chest pain but they said I was having a heart attack. They wanted to life flight me to Salt Lake but it was too foggy. So I got an uncomfortable 2 -1/2 hour ambulance ride. (Why can't they make those ambulance beds a little softer - good grief).

In Salt Lake they did an angiogram and found my right coronary artery was 100 percent blocked - they usually call that a widow-maker - but I was very lucky because my heart had grown it's own bypass. I had another artery that was 80 percent blocked but was too small for a stent. They decided to just treat me with meds and diet and exercise. They diagnosed me with chronic heart failure.

I know when my body did the bypass. The previous summer I would get tired much faster than normal and would feel short of breath with exertion. Normally easy tasks like mowing the lawn took more time as I would have to take a break in the middle. I told my doctor and he scheduled stress EKG and ultrasound. But the tests came back normal. I just decided whenever I felt tired more than i should I would keep getting up and moving, just a bit slower than normal. I started going up and down the stairs a few times until I would get out of breath. If got feeling tired when I didn't feel like I should, instead of taking a nap, I would get up and go for a walk. After a while I started getting back to normal.

I think the three hour surgery with me on my stomach and my leg elevated while they were repairing my ankle, and the pain and exertion of hobbling around on one leg, stressed my heart again.

The plain truth is any day things can go south and our loved ones could be planning our funerals. Each day is a gift. I just try to make every day a good day and LIVE while I'm alive.

Good luck and keep on getting better.