Well, the past 2 days have run the gamut of emotional extremes."Let's all be careful out there!"
Yesterday (Tuesday 20-JULY-2010) I was informed that after 2 years of legal battles with the Social Security system that I have been granted disability. The end result is a nice sum of money in a lump payment and a 30% increase in my monthly stipend. Exact amounts are still pending while the bean counters crunch the numbers, a process that could take from 3 weeks to 6 months. Govt's aren't always efficient but they are methodical. Thank god that patience is one of the few virtues that I still have.
That was the "YING."
The "YANG" hit today, naturally. My oncologist made the following statement:
"I wouldn't be surprised if you are still alive 2 years from now. I also wouldn't be surprised if you are dead one year from today."
So that's the gist. As we get closer to the inevitable he'll be able to refine the parameters but what he said today represented the extremes. So, lets split the difference and say that I probably have 18 months left, give or take 6 months or so.
Whatever, its been a fun trip these 62+ laps around the Sun. Wouldn't have missed it for anything. But, alas, all good things must come to an end.
Besides, the pain-killing drugs I take are rather pleasant.
The funny thing is that while the gov't is going to have to pay me extra money, they won't have to do it for very long.
Feel free to make a comment but go easy on the sympathy shit. I don't really need it. I have no regrets. I only ask for one very small favor. As long as you are alive, please celebrate my birthday (November 13th) by having a party and raising a toast to me. That's not too much to ask, is it? Call it Wil's Day. Maybe the idea will catch on globally and it could mushroom into a big event at some point in the future. The theme will be "Screw the multi-nationals and the governments they run. Spit in the bastard's eye."
6 comments:
13/11 noted. Take solace, my friend, that all good things come to an end for all of us at some point in time. You'd better take some of those "pleasant" drugs with you in case the heat gets too much. :)
The 13th November you say? Consider it a done deal. In the meantime, best of luck.
Congrats mate on finally gettin' ya disability status sorted... see, sometimes ya can beat the b**tards :-)
All the best ol' son, Cheers,
I love you forever and always. I will be coming down there to visit you so we can spend some time together before this bitch of a disease takes my dear friend away. Hang in there Wil. You have blessed my life in more ways than you will ever know. And Nov 13 every year is a party in your honor. Wooohooo. Who knows, maybe 300 years from now Wil Day will be like Cinco de Mayo! Xoxoxox
I love you forever and always. I will be coming down there to visit you so we can spend some time together before this bitch of a disease takes my dear friend away. Hang in there Wil. You have blessed my life in more ways than you will ever know. And Nov 13 every year is a party in your honor. Wooohooo. Who knows, maybe 300 years from now Wil Day will be like Cinco de Mayo! Xoxoxox
I love you forever and always. I will be coming down there to visit you so we can spend some time together before this bitch of a disease takes my dear friend away. Hang in there Wil. You have blessed my life in more ways than you will ever know. And Nov 13 every year is a party in your honor. Wooohooo. Who knows, maybe 300 years from now Wil Day will be like Cinco de Mayo! Xoxoxox
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