ghostdancer
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I’ve read all of Farley’s books, a great story teller. I really loved his tales of when he was a kid and had a pet owl named whol, I think, who rode around with him on his bicycle handlebars.
ITTOG.....In March they gave me less than thirty days.....in April it was down to two.....and here I am posting again on XP. I got real unlucky.....then I got real lucky.....and now I have a renewed gratitude for life.....everyday is a miracle.....and that's all I've got to say about that.....
And yes, I spend way too many hours of my life gazing at those mountains and the skies above and everything in between.....no two days are alike.....and everyday is simply amazing.....
OK, so here's the deal.....I had planned on getting my hip repaired in March but prior to getting that surgery done, the surgeon required me to get some tests done. One of the tests revealed that I was born with a defective heart valve, which was failing, & it was determined at that time that I was in "critical condition" (funny thing here.....all the days before this diagnosis, I had been hauling barn boards & 8" round fence posts on my shoulder through a foot of snow for a quarter of a mile as well as shoveling my 700' long driveway.....the cardiologist about fell out of his chair when I told him that). In April I had heart surgery & the day after the surgery, the heart surgeon told me that I probably had 2 more days of life left in me had I not been operated on......
.....and that's why I say that I was unlucky and then very, very lucky. Had I not gone in for the hip repair, I certainly would have been found dead on my property (or somewhere close by).....
The dogs & I have a truck camper trip planned in June.....I'm chomping at the bit to get back out there.....and every day is a blessing.....
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