November 2002 rediagnosed with a recurring tumor I am going to bring you through the whole fun thing
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Brain Tumor History And Other Rants
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Thursday, April 27, 2006
4/27/06
So I was thinking about a lot of things. I kind of feel stalled in life. Don’t get me wrong I don’t miss getting up everyday for a piece of the big pie at a job. With disability I can get the extra sleep my body tells me to. I have to look to past achievements to feel a sense of worth in life sometimes. I mean other people progress in their careers get raises can afford more luxuries in life not Bob. My accomplishments are behind me. I graduated college. I stayed off drugs. I s survived my mother’s abandonment. I sometimes tolerate my sister (to this day).
I had probably a dozen jobs and most of them I was liked by my employers. But the cherry on top of all the stuff that fades away in the end is I am here to talk about it. I am healthy most people get caught in this web of these things being the most important things ever. I am aware that I am alive, something most people just assume is a given because they are so consumed with getting some work project done or sale made like it’s the end of the earth. I’ve been to the edge and your worries are stupid. I mean maybe I am a little jealous and searching for my place in all this because very few could tough it through like I did but I also feel like my thoughts sometimes will give some insight to people. I mean look what I have accomplished since my sickness. I bought a house. I have had 2 different vehicles. I have finally met my soul mate and am marrying her SOON. We are starting our family not in a biblical sense yet, but moving into a new house. The icing on the cake is I am alive to do it I kicked ass with the support of my family. The original intent of this page was to keep people informed as to my status of my condition, so I wouldn’t have to repeat the stories. Sometimes repeating the stories over and over gives me a lot of anxiety. Sometimes I can laugh about the old stories. But since then I have put a lot more personal notes up when I was feeling happy sad notes to friends’ family music I am into. But it has always been an outlet for where I am at at different times. Thanks for your support and reading this.
7:04 AM
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