Cheating Age and Death from Life Tips
Cheating Age and Death
by Kellie Strausser
Last August my father was admitted to the hospital the very day that he had a stress test done. The next morning, he was having quintuple bypass surgery for his heart. It was then that I re-evaluated my life and made some decisions about my own existence. Life keeps getting shorter and shorter by the minute.
My dad pulled through after a couple of scares, and for the past year has been back to his usual active self. He dedicated himself to healthy eating, exercising (which he had done before and is in good physical shape) and researched endlessly to make all the correct changes for his body. My father does not smoke (although he did when he was younger) and drinks moderate red wine in the evenings for a healthy heart (and personal pleasure).
Yesterday, one year after my dad’s Open Heart Surgery, we found out another piece of less than happy news. My dad was having a Colonoscopy due to some minor irritations. The minor irritations turned out to be major. Colon Cancer.
The surgery is today, and we were given the news yesterday. The tumor is on the larger side, and the doctors feel it has been there for a while. What a while is, I don’t know. They tell us that if they can get it all, and if it has not affected any lymphatic areas (I am no doctor), then he can go back to his normal self after healing, and will not need to where a bag on his side for the rest of his life.
I do not know all of the details, and need to do more research on the technical terms. What I do know, is that I refuse to believe that after making it through a quintuple bypass last year, and being otherwise relatively healthy and active, that it is his time to die now.
He is sixty, and to me that is too young to die. It is funny that the older I get, the younger everyone seems to me. I view sixty as young. When I was twenty it was ancient.
I am keeping a good outlook, and am saying many prayers. If you feel like joining me in those prayers, you are more than welcome. I don’t mean to sound selfish in thinking that My Dad should be the one to live, when so many die for much less, but I guess because he is my dad, that is exactly what I am being.
He’s my father, and I want him around for a while yet. I would want that for everyone. How many chances do you get to cheat death? I would have to say as many as you have the determination and will for.
My dad’s will is strong.