baronVon(forget the rest) is fighting stage IV cancer...he posted this last night. The message really touched me and I wanted to share it here because I think it is an important message

I talk to people who think they want to die. For some reason, even with what I've been afflicted, people come to me with their problems. I know a lot of people who warm up to the idea of dying when they are are melancholy... I can tell you... 100%, that POV changes when you are staring death in the face... coming at you, slowly.... even if you actually are facing dying, and have accepted your fate. It's different when you're really looking at it. People who romanticize death and slowly take the pill (in a sense) are trying to embrace death, but they have zero clue what it's like to be in the process of dying. I won't say people are wrong and arrogant for this, but I can categorically say with 100% certainty, their perspective is wrong. They just haven't kissed death and been knocked into a sane form of stasis yet. They are ignorant here. They don't know. I was melancholy and romanticized death before... and I didn't realize how arrogantly wrong I was.

Let me tell you. When I learned I had stage four, and realized what was in front of me, I knew I was gonna **** up cancer. I knew I wasn't gonna be a pussy about it. I kinda wanted to be lazy and I give in but I knew it wasn't in the cards. I immediately learned that my entire life, up until the moment when I knew what it was going to take to win, that I had been full of shit.

If you have warm and fuzzy ideas about death, talk to me. You don't know what you're talking about, and whether you know it or not, there is a way of looking at it, that exists, that you don't understand. It's kind of like becoming a Gnostic in a sense... overnight.

BTW, people and their problems. I had a friend tell me that their life sucks because of a move. And I said 'your move is gonna be done by Thursday, right?". I'll let you know what sucks, especially when it truly isn't an existential problem.

Any more of this and I officially become a blow hard. Love y'all. Be cool to each other.

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God Bless you all

I had cousin discover she had Stage 4 stomach cancer about 12 years ago. After analyzing her options she declined to take chemo. She decided that a month to six weeks of being able to almost normally interact with her family was preferable to maybe 4 months with all the sickness and misery that chemo entails.

She actually lived almost 9 weeks, going to church up until the last week. Dying at home with hospice care and family around her and excited that she was about to meet her Savior face to face.

I hope, if I die from cancer or other prolonged illness, that I can face death with the dignity and courage that she did.

Just last week a dear friend died. I don't think the doc's really know what it was that killed him. But it was pretty quick. His wife died bout 3 years ago, his son's live away (Texas and North Carolina), so he was alone these past few years. His passage was hard, he didn't complain. But when they started asking him about chemo, and other drugs to fight whatever it was, he declined. He was a Christian and a lay preacher, so we all knew where he was going, as did he, so that wasn't a worry. But his denial of life extending medicine at the expense of even worse quality, was a non starter for him. I loved and admired him, retired Army, younger than me (but then most are), sang with me, and preached the gospel of Jesus and him crucified. Just be right with the Lord Milldawg and all will be well.

(09-04-2024, 07:00 AM)Replying to Milldawg baronVon(forget the rest) is fighting stage IV cancer...he posted this last night. The message really touched me and I wanted to share it here because I think it is an important message

I talk to people who think they want to die. For some reason, even with what I've been afflicted, people come to me with their problems. I know a lot of people who warm up to the idea of dying when they are are melancholy... I can tell you... 100%, that POV changes when you are staring death in the face... coming at you, slowly.... even if you actually are facing dying, and have accepted your fate. It's different when you're really looking at it. People who romanticize death and slowly take the pill (in a sense) are trying to embrace death, but they have zero clue what it's like to be in the process of dying. I won't say people are wrong and arrogant for this, but I can categorically say with 100% certainty, their perspective is wrong. They just haven't kissed death and been knocked into a sane form of stasis yet. They are ignorant here. They don't know. I was melancholy and romanticized death before... and I didn't realize how arrogantly wrong I was.

Let me tell you. When I learned I had stage four, and realized what was in front of me, I knew I was gonna **** up cancer. I knew I wasn't gonna be a pussy about it. I kinda wanted to be lazy and I give in but I knew it wasn't in the cards. I immediately learned that my entire life, up until the moment when I knew what it was going to take to win, that I had been full of shit.

If you have warm and fuzzy ideas about death, talk to me. You don't know what you're talking about, and whether you know it or not, there is a way of looking at it, that exists, that you don't understand. It's kind of like becoming a Gnostic in a sense... overnight.

BTW, people and their problems. I had a friend tell me that their life sucks because of a move. And I said 'your move is gonna be done by Thursday, right?". I'll let you know what sucks, especially when it truly isn't an existential problem.

Any more of this and I officially become a blow hard. Love y'all. Be cool to each other.

---

God Bless you all

My GF's dad passed away a month or so back, after several years of fighting off bad COPD and other ailments. 

She said when he was younger he was in a bad accident, that actually did damage to one of his lungs, and during life saving actions of medical professionals he actually flat lined for a bit.  He still remembered it in those final years and said he wasn't worried.  He remembered it being very peaceful and knew he would be at peace again.

(09-04-2024, 07:46 AM)Replying to Rogasingingdawg I had cousin discover she had Stage 4 stomach cancer about 12 years ago.  After analyzing her options she declined to take chemo.  She decided that a month to six weeks of being able to almost normally interact with her family was preferable to maybe 4 months with all the sickness and misery that chemo entails.

She actually lived almost 9 weeks, going to church up until the last week.  Dying at home with hospice care and family around her and excited that she was about to meet her Savior face to face.

I hope, if I die from cancer or other prolonged illness, that I can face death with the dignity and courage that she did.

Thank you for sharing, God Bless

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(09-04-2024, 08:07 AM)Replying to Beatledawg Just last week a dear friend died. I don't think the doc's really know what it was that killed him. But it was pretty quick. His wife died bout 3 years ago, his son's live away (Texas and North Carolina), so he was alone these past few years. His passage was hard, he didn't complain. But when they started asking him about chemo, and other drugs to fight whatever it was, he declined. He was a Christian and a lay preacher, so we all knew where he was going, as did he, so that wasn't a worry. But his denial of life extending medicine at the expense of even worse quality, was a non starter for him. I loved and admired him, retired Army, younger than me (but then most are), sang with me, and preached the gospel of Jesus and him crucified. Just be right with the Lord Milldawg and all will be well.

Thank you for sharing, God Bless

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(09-04-2024, 08:22 AM)Replying to viper2369

(09-04-2024, 07:00 AM)Replying to Milldawg baronVon(forget the rest) is fighting stage IV cancer...he posted this last night. The message really touched me and I wanted to share it here because I think it is an important message

I talk to people who think they want to die. For some reason, even with what I've been afflicted, people come to me with their problems. I know a lot of people who warm up to the idea of dying when they are are melancholy... I can tell you... 100%, that POV changes when you are staring death in the face... coming at you, slowly.... even if you actually are facing dying, and have accepted your fate. It's different when you're really looking at it. People who romanticize death and slowly take the pill (in a sense) are trying to embrace death, but they have zero clue what it's like to be in the process of dying. I won't say people are wrong and arrogant for this, but I can categorically say with 100% certainty, their perspective is wrong. They just haven't kissed death and been knocked into a sane form of stasis yet. They are ignorant here. They don't know. I was melancholy and romanticized death before... and I didn't realize how arrogantly wrong I was.

Let me tell you. When I learned I had stage four, and realized what was in front of me, I knew I was gonna **** up cancer. I knew I wasn't gonna be a pussy about it. I kinda wanted to be lazy and I give in but I knew it wasn't in the cards. I immediately learned that my entire life, up until the moment when I knew what it was going to take to win, that I had been full of shit.

If you have warm and fuzzy ideas about death, talk to me. You don't know what you're talking about, and whether you know it or not, there is a way of looking at it, that exists, that you don't understand. It's kind of like becoming a Gnostic in a sense... overnight.

BTW, people and their problems. I had a friend tell me that their life sucks because of a move. And I said 'your move is gonna be done by Thursday, right?". I'll let you know what sucks, especially when it truly isn't an existential problem.

Any more of this and I officially become a blow hard. Love y'all. Be cool to each other.

---

God Bless you all

My GF's dad passed away a month or so back, after several years of fighting off bad COPD and other ailments. 

She said when he was younger he was in a bad accident, that actually did damage to one of his lungs, and during life saving actions of medical professionals he actually flat lined for a bit.  He still remembered it in those final years and said he wasn't worried.  He remembered it being very peaceful and knew he would be at peace again.

Thank you for sharing, God Bless

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Thank you all for reading and for those that responded. I hope this is touching some people today. I am grateful for the friendships here....even if we never met. Praying for all of us.

(09-04-2024, 08:32 AM)Replying to Milldawg

(09-04-2024, 07:46 AM)Replying to Rogasingingdawg I had cousin discover she had Stage 4 stomach cancer about 12 years ago.  After analyzing her options she declined to take chemo.  She decided that a month to six weeks of being able to almost normally interact with her family was preferable to maybe 4 months with all the sickness and misery that chemo entails.

She actually lived almost 9 weeks, going to church up until the last week.  Dying at home with hospice care and family around her and excited that she was about to meet her Savior face to face.

I hope, if I die from cancer or other prolonged illness, that I can face death with the dignity and courage that she did.

Thank you for sharing, God Bless

---

(09-04-2024, 08:07 AM)Replying to Beatledawg Just last week a dear friend died. I don't think the doc's really know what it was that killed him. But it was pretty quick. His wife died bout 3 years ago, his son's live away (Texas and North Carolina), so he was alone these past few years. His passage was hard, he didn't complain. But when they started asking him about chemo, and other drugs to fight whatever it was, he declined. He was a Christian and a lay preacher, so we all knew where he was going, as did he, so that wasn't a worry. But his denial of life extending medicine at the expense of even worse quality, was a non starter for him. I loved and admired him, retired Army, younger than me (but then most are), sang with me, and preached the gospel of Jesus and him crucified. Just be right with the Lord Milldawg and all will be well.

Thank you for sharing, God Bless

---

(09-04-2024, 08:22 AM)Replying to viper2369

(09-04-2024, 07:00 AM)Replying to Milldawg baronVon(forget the rest) is fighting stage IV cancer...he posted this last night. The message really touched me and I wanted to share it here because I think it is an important message

I talk to people who think they want to die. For some reason, even with what I've been afflicted, people come to me with their problems. I know a lot of people who warm up to the idea of dying when they are are melancholy... I can tell you... 100%, that POV changes when you are staring death in the face... coming at you, slowly.... even if you actually are facing dying, and have accepted your fate. It's different when you're really looking at it. People who romanticize death and slowly take the pill (in a sense) are trying to embrace death, but they have zero clue what it's like to be in the process of dying. I won't say people are wrong and arrogant for this, but I can categorically say with 100% certainty, their perspective is wrong. They just haven't kissed death and been knocked into a sane form of stasis yet. They are ignorant here. They don't know. I was melancholy and romanticized death before... and I didn't realize how arrogantly wrong I was.

Let me tell you. When I learned I had stage four, and realized what was in front of me, I knew I was gonna **** up cancer. I knew I wasn't gonna be a pussy about it. I kinda wanted to be lazy and I give in but I knew it wasn't in the cards. I immediately learned that my entire life, up until the moment when I knew what it was going to take to win, that I had been full of shit.

If you have warm and fuzzy ideas about death, talk to me. You don't know what you're talking about, and whether you know it or not, there is a way of looking at it, that exists, that you don't understand. It's kind of like becoming a Gnostic in a sense... overnight.

BTW, people and their problems. I had a friend tell me that their life sucks because of a move. And I said 'your move is gonna be done by Thursday, right?". I'll let you know what sucks, especially when it truly isn't an existential problem.

Any more of this and I officially become a blow hard. Love y'all. Be cool to each other.

---

God Bless you all

My GF's dad passed away a month or so back, after several years of fighting off bad COPD and other ailments. 

She said when he was younger he was in a bad accident, that actually did damage to one of his lungs, and during life saving actions of medical professionals he actually flat lined for a bit.  He still remembered it in those final years and said he wasn't worried.  He remembered it being very peaceful and knew he would be at peace again.

Thank you for sharing, God Bless

---

Thank you all for reading and for those that responded. I hope this is touching some people today. I am grateful for the friendships here....even if we never met. Praying for all of us.

Amen and same Mill!!    Thanks for sharing.   Sure puts minor stuff in perspective!!

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(09-04-2024, 08:32 AM)Replying to Milldawg

(09-04-2024, 07:46 AM)Replying to Rogasingingdawg I had cousin discover she had Stage 4 stomach cancer about 12 years ago.  After analyzing her options she declined to take chemo.  She decided that a month to six weeks of being able to almost normally interact with her family was preferable to maybe 4 months with all the sickness and misery that chemo entails.

She actually lived almost 9 weeks, going to church up until the last week.  Dying at home with hospice care and family around her and excited that she was about to meet her Savior face to face.

I hope, if I die from cancer or other prolonged illness, that I can face death with the dignity and courage that she did.

Thank you for sharing, God Bless

---

(09-04-2024, 08:07 AM)Replying to Beatledawg Just last week a dear friend died. I don't think the doc's really know what it was that killed him. But it was pretty quick. His wife died bout 3 years ago, his son's live away (Texas and North Carolina), so he was alone these past few years. His passage was hard, he didn't complain. But when they started asking him about chemo, and other drugs to fight whatever it was, he declined. He was a Christian and a lay preacher, so we all knew where he was going, as did he, so that wasn't a worry. But his denial of life extending medicine at the expense of even worse quality, was a non starter for him. I loved and admired him, retired Army, younger than me (but then most are), sang with me, and preached the gospel of Jesus and him crucified. Just be right with the Lord Milldawg and all will be well.

Thank you for sharing, God Bless

---

(09-04-2024, 08:22 AM)Replying to viper2369

(09-04-2024, 07:00 AM)Replying to Milldawg baronVon(forget the rest) is fighting stage IV cancer...he posted this last night. The message really touched me and I wanted to share it here because I think it is an important message

I talk to people who think they want to die. For some reason, even with what I've been afflicted, people come to me with their problems. I know a lot of people who warm up to the idea of dying when they are are melancholy... I can tell you... 100%, that POV changes when you are staring death in the face... coming at you, slowly.... even if you actually are facing dying, and have accepted your fate. It's different when you're really looking at it. People who romanticize death and slowly take the pill (in a sense) are trying to embrace death, but they have zero clue what it's like to be in the process of dying. I won't say people are wrong and arrogant for this, but I can categorically say with 100% certainty, their perspective is wrong. They just haven't kissed death and been knocked into a sane form of stasis yet. They are ignorant here. They don't know. I was melancholy and romanticized death before... and I didn't realize how arrogantly wrong I was.

Let me tell you. When I learned I had stage four, and realized what was in front of me, I knew I was gonna **** up cancer. I knew I wasn't gonna be a pussy about it. I kinda wanted to be lazy and I give in but I knew it wasn't in the cards. I immediately learned that my entire life, up until the moment when I knew what it was going to take to win, that I had been full of shit.

If you have warm and fuzzy ideas about death, talk to me. You don't know what you're talking about, and whether you know it or not, there is a way of looking at it, that exists, that you don't understand. It's kind of like becoming a Gnostic in a sense... overnight.

BTW, people and their problems. I had a friend tell me that their life sucks because of a move. And I said 'your move is gonna be done by Thursday, right?". I'll let you know what sucks, especially when it truly isn't an existential problem.

Any more of this and I officially become a blow hard. Love y'all. Be cool to each other.

---

God Bless you all

My GF's dad passed away a month or so back, after several years of fighting off bad COPD and other ailments. 

She said when he was younger he was in a bad accident, that actually did damage to one of his lungs, and during life saving actions of medical professionals he actually flat lined for a bit.  He still remembered it in those final years and said he wasn't worried.  He remembered it being very peaceful and knew he would be at peace again.

Thank you for sharing, God Bless

---

Thank you all for reading and for those that responded. I hope this is touching some people today. I am grateful for the friendships here....even if we never met. Praying for all of us.

Amen and same Mill!!    Thanks for sharing.   Sure puts minor stuff in perspective!!

i hate cancer.........

Look up Driving Mrs. Norma.

(09-04-2024, 11:17 AM)Replying to redpantsdawg Look up Driving Mrs. Norma.

just did, thank you