Saturday, July 20, 2013

Bonus Time

This week I started a one month regimen of a higher dosage of prednisone, a corticosteroid (like cortisone) medication. Prednisone is a powerful anti-inflammatory and immunosuppressant drug, with some nasty side effects. One of the side effects is increased "agitation" aka crabbiness; I like to think of it as curmudgeonly leanings. I'm thinking this may turn our to be more of a benefit than than a harmful side effect. I imagine I will probably be spending more time on this blog.

Bonus Years 

In many movies (e.g, "Death Takes a Holiday) there is this guy — or it could be a gal  who has this list of people who are to be "brought home" each day. We'll call him The One with the List. Some of those on the list have completed their 'life's journey' and are ready to go. We'll call them The Ready. My mother in her later years was a Ready; she lived to 94. The last couple of years were hard for her with dementia and a lot of pain. When things were especially bad, she would sometimes exclaim while holding her arms in the air: "Oh Lord, why do I have to suffer like this. Why can't you just take me." After which I would try to offer some comforting words like "Well you know the Bible says our days are numbered and only God knows when our days are up.", while thinking other words to myself...

Others may have only just begun there journey, it seems, and are taken away by an accident or sudden illness. Their last words may be, "Oh my God, what's happening to me." We'll call them The Not Ready.
Then there are some folks in between, "I'd like just a little more time please." We'll call them The Not Quite So Ready.
And then there are those of us who have been living on 'Bonus Time'. When our names were called, we somehow avoided the fate. It's not we didn't answer, or that our cell phone battery was weak or that maybe we missed the bus, or somehow just got skipped. It had been our time to die, but instead of the fait accompli, we were handed years of life. We know that when it is really our time, we will not complain. We will say something like, "Oh well, I was living on bonus time anyway. But weren't those some wonderful years? We call them the Bonus Ready.