Friday, May 27, 2016

The Epiphanies in a Twisted Time

There was an extremely-restricted discussion list regarding the current circumstance in the Rockhouse and from that entirely non-judgmental crew came one common thread:  death isn't the problem but rather what doctors will do to you before you die can be a huge problem.  I was surprised but not floored to hear the general thinking is to refuse medical care after a certain point because it's more important to keep our dignity than be lab rats during an exceptionally trying time.


Prior to anything else, don't be concluding conversations with this crew is in any way morose since a great deal of it is laughter.  Things which may once have been scary aren't at all fearsome now and it's all a matter of life happens ... and much of it is hilarious.


Hospice is one of the few 'inventions' of this generation which gives comfort to people in the last stages of life because the people in them are not programmed like trauma doctors who haven't the faintest idea when to give up.  It's the notion of 'giving up' which cripples the trauma doctor's thinking because it isn't giving up anything but rather the patient is retaining the right to be at whatever level of lucidity is needed and without being mauled repeatedly in ineffective surgeries or medical procedures.


There was no question of faith, what it should be, what it should do, with anyone since all have the similar thinking and dogma isn't part of any of it.  Some have a more solid view of Heaven and not in terms of content but rather concept; there's no Rockhouse problem with that because for any God which can create a trillion, trillion stars full of life all around who knows how many of them, we seriously doubt making a Heaven would be a serious challenge.  We have no reason to challenge the thinking because, as I say, this crew doesn't judge but rather listens.

Note:  nothing has changed with me as my religion starts and stops with seeing a trillion, trillion stars out there.  Then I hear Stephen Hawking talking about how they happened but there isn't much weight to it and I leave that relatively quickly to return to my busy day.  I'm not a Christian, I'm not anything, but at this stage it doesn't matter since the only real question is are you an asshole.


Out of this random sample which has no more for defining parameters than being friends of mine within about ten years of each other, only two of four have ready access to prescription medicine and I'm one of them because of VA, without which I would not have anything.  In both cases with the others, the copays on doctors and prescription medicines are too expensive to make them affordable.  Medicare is useless when you can't afford the premiums.  All of us worked all our lives and now this.

Maintain the status quo?  Are you fucking serious?

In almost all cases, the biggest love in this part of the game is for a dog.  Regulars here have heard about Toby the Dog and really he's Yevette's dog but he likes me.  Cadillac Man takes his dog riding with him to Yellowstone and Mystery Lady is just as inseparable with hers.  And that's the biggest question in the Johnny / Amanda Depp divorce:  who gets the dogs, right??  (larfs)


At this stage of life, many things are obvious but they're painfully difficult when you're younger.  There really are perspectives which come, important ones, and such things may not even be possible to share without sounding like a preacher or someone promoting gluten intolerance since that causes autism too, don'tcha know.

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