My wife is the cause of this lesson. She successfully fought cancer...... God! I can't believe I would ever encounter the word "cancer" when speaking of a loved one.....! When she was going through chemo and radiation. I tried to give her positive feedback. I was certain she would be OK and any negative thought to the contrary was vanquished to the dark parts of my brain. I don't know if I was of any help but the fact is, now she is cancer free and I am confident she will outlive me.
Positive thinking was our theme du jour earlier today. My wife and I were talking about my situation:
- she asks me how I am doing
- I am doing fine, a little shaky. I had trouble sleeping and getting out of bed, but I am fine now.
- She looks serious and we talk about her fear of cancer
- She tells me she admires the way I am handling PD
- I am OK (I am watching a hockey game on TV which might account for my lack of conversation)
- But, she says, you might be wrong
- No, it is what I really believe. I am going to be OK, I'd rather have PD than cancer.
- There will be a cure for PD in the not too distant future
- She nods her head and says that is quite possible; they seem to have new drugs all the time
- There is no doubt. I am right
- I gently conclude with a proclamation of certainty. I am positive that PD won't advance quickly and a cure or slow down drug is in the offing.
How did I get so positive? By following these rules.
- I believe my entire life will be good. It has been for the past 71 years so why would it change now.
- I try not to let any negativity get me down. When any negative thought appears in my brain, I analyze it until it gives in and surrenders
- I believe I can predict the future and it is so bright, "I have to wear shades"
- I am convinced that if I fell into a bucket of shit, I would come out smelling like roses
Good riddance, I say.
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