I have a friend in CA. He’s a fraternity brother of mine and a former roommate…and he’s about my age (35). He’s got a few kids, a wife, a nice house…etc. He was the one that studied while my buddies and I drank PBR and smoked Camels. He has a heart the size of the solar system.
A couple of years ago, he was diagnosed with a very rare form of cancer that creates tumors in very bad places, like the spinal column. Those tumors begin to suck one’s own blood into them causing the need for transfusions, etc. The cancer spread until his leg was a cancerous mass and had to be amputated. I’ve seen him a couple of times since his diagnosis and each time he’s been pale and sunken.
About 48 hours ago, his condition worsened and he’s on 100% oxygen and will require a ventilator soon to breathe. His wife has signed the paperwork to let him pass without this step. His kidneys have stopped working and its effectively a waiting game until he’s gone.
I don’t write this message to elicit support messages so please, no need. It just never ceases to amaze and shock me how short life can be…and how many people I’ve lost to disease or otherwise in my short number of years on the planet. If you had two years to live, you’d probably make some changes in your attitude, how you treat your spouse, how much time you spend with your kids, and the decisions you make about starting a business or leaving a crappy job.
I can’t imagine the last 24 months of life being such a fight and having to compress…(message began at about 6:30PM………just received the call as I was typing that he passed away at 6:45PM).
compress one’s life into some final Moments of Clarity before visiting the other side.
Godspeed Bradford C. Bridenbecker.