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My wife and I joke that my nine lives are about up. I've had Hodgkins disease (cancer) three times now over a 25 year period, and have gone through numerous tests, and procedures that would have had many people in tears. From one of the chemotherapy drugs I got a long time ago, I developed congestive heart failure and retained water around my lungs and heart, and was on deaths doorstep (13% heart efficiency). I could barely walk into the hospital and that night after being administered a dieretic (water pill) I lost 17 pounds of fluid by peeing every 1/2 hour for about 7 hours. I developed heart failure 2 more times, but believe I have it under control now.
Two years ago, I was driving in my 944 down a county road near my house when someone blasted through a stop sign and hit me broadside. The center console of my car broke 4 ribs, lacerated my liver, broke my sternum and foot, and then shattered my pelvis in 10 places. From being unable to move for a couple weeks, I developed blood clots in both legs.
Most of this stuff, I just soldered on like a trooper, and am pretty normal now, but I think the thing that scared me the most was when My wife and I were on a deserted beach with our new baby. She was on a blanket with the baby, and I was out swimming and saw two shady looking guys walking towards her that she didn't see. I marched out of the water and thought there might be a confrontation, but they saw I was serious and that I was staring at them. Luckily, they left with no incident, but it could have been so much worse.
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