Medical conditions can randomly afflict humans like Russian roulette; some will be cured and some will not.
Two weeks ago I underwent surgery; knee arthroscopy ; partial meniscectomy and also lateral release. For months I have been suffering, forced from the tennis court, and in severe pain after doing simple things like the weekly grocery shop. I tried physiotherapy to no avail ( I work for a physio ) and had got to the point where I knew it wasn’t going to heal. A trip to a specialist, one MRI and ultrasound later and under the knife I went! Now, although it will be six months until I am fully recovered, my “Pollyanna” mantra ( if you don’t know what that is – google it) tells me there will be gain from my current pain…
No such option for those who have terminal diseases. Many years ago, my brother in law passed away from pancreatic cancer( age 32). We were devastated at his prognosis and completely at a loss to understand why. He was a fit young man who ran marathons, didn’t smoke and had a wife and three young kids. Why him? It was so unfair..
There is no explanation for his demise, nor countless others world wide.
Life can be cruel, without a doubt. Live for today because who knows what tomorrow will bring…
“Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.”
~Mary Elizabeth Frye