For a two-year period ending in October 2011, I wrote a series of 63 essays to share with seniors some of the things that I had learned during my Life Journey that could perhaps be helpful for others during the process of aging.
This focus on mental health was entitled Power for Positive Living. Although the content was based on much of what I had learned during my years as a teacher and counselor working with others, I also included much of what I had learned about making my own Life Journey into a positive adventure.
Another goal was to leave a written record of how I saw important aspects of my Life Journey and myself for anyone who was interested to know more about me. Of special interest was a desire to leave some type of record for my grandnephew since the statistical odds are against me being alive when he is an adult.
As we all learn at some stage, there is a significant difference between discussing feelings and thoughts in the abstract versus actually having the experience of going through them. Earlier this month, I had such an experience and have decided to share it with any who are interested. I shall call this the 64th essay in the P4PL series.
Much of our lives can change between sunrise and sunset.
Seeking to implement my own philosophy of positive preventive health, I stopped by our local fire station to have my blood pressure read and recorded. This is a service that is offered free to all by our local county government.
Seeking to implement my own philosophy of positive preventive health, I stopped by our local fire station to have my blood pressure read and recorded. This is a service that is offered free to all by our local county government.
To this day, I cannot determine why I stopped on that day at that time. I expected to get a ‘normal’ reading and then head off for my 4-mile walk at the local Lowes Home Improvement Store.
The EMT who read my blood pressure called over a second EMT to check his reading. With all of my years as a teacher and counselor, I can easily read when someone is worried. These two men looked worried. By the time they had called over the lieutenant to check their reading, I was very worried along with them.
They asked if I would allow them to do an EKG since my systolic and diastolic readings were well over my normal averages. The EKG confirmed the abnormal readings. The EMTs decided that I needed to go to the hospital Emergency Room. They were concerned that I might blackout if I drove myself, so I was transported in an ambulance.
I was hesitant to do so, but I knew that these men saw heart problems and death on a daily basis. Even though I felt fine, except for a heavy case of worry, I wondered why go to this trouble until I recalled that heart disease is often called ‘the silent killer’. And it could have been killing me at that time even though I was feeling just fine, except for an ache in my back shoulder blade.
Riding in an ambulance and being rolled into a hospital ER is an experience that will tap thoughts and feelings that are not easily touched by the rituals of daily life or by verbally discussing in a seminar format. Life and death become real.
I find that I want to record part of what I was thinking and feeling while the experience is still fresh. Also, in the spirit of the P4PL series I want to offer this for whatever anyone else can find useful to use in their life.
Much of what took place came in the form of questions I kept asking myself as I rode in the ambulance and was wheeled into ER #18. To this day, I still find myself seeking my own personal answers.
I found myself inquiring of God whether is this THE day that I REALLY shall die. How am I feeling seeing the reality that I could really die today, not some day in the future when I really ‘get old’ and sick or when I have more time to prepare?
What is really important to me during these last minutes/hours/days of life? Have I done all that I am going to have done before I depart? Where have I been human and procrastinated?
How do I expect my death to be? Will I see ‘the white light’ that many returnees from the death process report? Will I see Heaven? Do I enter death with fear, resignation or anticipation?
I have no expectations of Heaven having golden streets with large mansions running by Crystal Rivers or angels trying out their new wings. But what do I really expect to find when I leave this world? Since I leave my body behind, what does God plan for my spirit as the unique human being He created 72 years ago? I still believe that God will be waiting for me in some form to reunite our spirits just as He has been with me during my life adventures on this planet.
Have I completed all that was planned for me to be and do during my time on this earth? What major gifts have I given to others while alive? How have I overlooked opportunities to serve and assist others? Have I allowed myself to freely receive gifts that others have or wish to have given to me?
What is the status of my Bucket List? Have I done the major priority items or allowed myself to become distracted with an expectation that I would always have more time to complete it?
What will my departure mean to the important people in my life? Have I truly given them all that I could in the time and with the resources given to me? Do I continue this pattern? What will I change if I get more time?
Have I continued to place energy into the continuation and energizing of friendships? Building a friendship takes work and to maintain it takes even more energy and effort. Have I become negligent in making the strong efforts to maintain these friendships as healthy and positive bonds?
Have I allowed these valuable friendships to dissolve in a habit without investing the attention to keep them healthy? How could I have done better to maintain the unique gifts that these special people can give and receive as we share a friendship?
Am I appropriately appreciative to God for all of the special people placed into my Life Journey? Even if I leave life today, can I truly appreciate all of these wonderful gifts given to me for my Life Journey? Or am I afraid of what is ahead after death? Am I afraid of my guilt that I have not been a true steward of God's many gifts?
What happens if I do not die today, but am stricken with a long-lasting illness? How do I handle this? What are my expectations of myself and of others around me?
What happens if I cannot live alone any longer and need to live with others? After living such a healthy life, how can I handle in a positive manner all of the emotionality that surrounds a severely ill person? Can I heal without burdening others with excessive drama? What can I do to help others as they strive to assist me?
What happens if I cannot live alone any longer and need to live with others? After living such a healthy life, how can I handle in a positive manner all of the emotionality that surrounds a severely ill person? Can I heal without burdening others with excessive drama? What can I do to help others as they strive to assist me?
Have I done all that I can to assist both of my nephews handle the stresses of handling a family loss as well as that pain of governmental regulations known as probate court? Are the papers needed at my death all in order to allow them the easiest way to cope?
The questions went on and on as I waited in ER #18 for the ER physician to tell me what was my condition and whether I would live another day. The pronouncement that I did not have a heart attack or stroke was greeted with thanksgiving. I have another opportunity to live a joyous life and make the same or different choices on the changes that today produced!
The next step was to work with my primary care physician to determine the cause and treatment of this spike in my blood pressure that one morning. This exploration continues.
Since that day in early February, I have learned that this exploration of my life ending in death is a continuous on-going process each morning that I awake to see a new day. What can I learn from these experiences to help me better prepare for arrival of the real day of my death? What thoughts and feelings do I have after this ‘dry run’? And, most important to me is what will I do to actively implement them?
I find that each day I have to live in comparatively good health is appreciated far more deeply than it was before that stop at the local fire station earlier this month. What shall I decide is the best use of this additional time that I have been given?
I have changed; will my life choices?
I have changed; will my life choices?
My questions about the end of my Life Journey are still present. I ponder them for portions of each day as I continue to enjoy this wonderful gift I have which is called LIFE.
I hope sharing this experience can be one more gift that I am allowed to give to others while still alive. I still believe that the pleasures of giving and assisting others through teaching has been one of the major goals of my Life Journey.