As I was
doing my usual internet research for my latest posts (love and death
especially) I came
across dozens of websites (blogs too)
that talk about death as the end of life BUT focus on the kind (quality) of a life that ends and this is what
makes me want to talk about here today.
In fact
while having injured the brain is a true catastrophe, what’s really tragic is
the comparison between the before and after the injury ad when it comes to me I
don’t believe that I should even start to talk about it, simply use the search
engine in green on the side and write loss in it, you’ll see (and count)
the number of posts where I talked about the immensity (in gravity and in their
number) of losses
that this injury came with.
Now, let me
make a small comment about the overall reason for my losses that’s all and only
generated by me and my love for my two treasures, in fact even if I cannot
remember at all my meeting Jesus, I can tell – based on true facts – that I
must have met him or someone like him, because I don’t remember the entity (light, fog or something
else??) but I
precisely remember the content of that conversation (or exchange of ideas) that was about my request to
survive (or
come back here alive)when
I was warned that while it’s possible that I’ll have pain and difficulties when
living this new “gifted” life.
It’s more
than evident that as a soul either I couldn’t see or understand what pain meant
or my self-confidence took over my logic abilities, I don’t even start listing
both the pains and difficulties that I’ve been able to process/survive since my
accident with injury in 2005, it’s the main topic of my blog, that one
of my (good) psychologists told me to be a good
tool to give a space where I can release steam of anger and frustration for
having lost the control of my personal universe.
This blog
has become in my daily diary, since there’s no morning when I get
out of bed without a new idea of something interesting/good to (first) research and (after) post here.
In fact
what I want to do is to update my readers about the stem cells clinical trial I’m
a candidate for, that’s recently been deeply shaken by few new discoveries and by my
own hesitancy.
What I
learned in fact is that given that this trial follows the double blind experiment
protocol which gives to me just one chance in three (or 33%) to have real stem cells (SB623) directly injected in the injured
part of my brain.
Of course people
would say that to have a hole drilled in the skull to receive an injection of
Placebo (sterile
water) after so much
work, focus of my mind, getting so many people involved, money spent in med.
tests with their reports FedExed to LA is borderline both insulting and hilarious.
I can bet that my readers know well who’s insulted and who’s laughing.
Whatever
just know that in Italy we have since centuries the saying “ride bene chi ride
ultimo” (laughs best who
laughs last) that’s
exactly what I’m soon going to do while jogging on State street’s sidewalks.
- https://www.quora.com/Every-one-of-us-will-die-eventually-so-whats-the-meaning-of-life
- https://trailsareglutenfree.com/2016/04/27/are-you-really-living/
- https://www.quora.com/How-can-I-come-to-terms-with-the-fact-that-I-will-die-and-that-a-long-life-is-not-a-guarantee
- http://www.redesignmyexistence.com/you-are-dying-heres-how-to-live
- https://medium.com/@maywang7/if-we-all-end-up-dying-what-s-the-purpose-of-living-4bf9154669e1
- https://www.quora.com/What-is-the-point-of-living-if-we-have-to-die-someday
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