I don’t see sunsets, I see sunrises, probably the reason for my sunny disposition.
Not being family by the so-called legal definition, I’m not allowed to visit a Marine buddy. From a distance, best I can do resembles this:
Few days back, he had triple by-pass surgery, a vein from an arm and leg attached to his heart. His wife of 32 years called, saying he’s not eating or drinking, he’s giving up, I’ve called the room a few times, no answer.
New approach to the situation: I called the floor desk, “hi” Hi, ” you looking after that Garhead in room***?”. Yes, what can I do for you. “Mam, you have pen and paper there?”. Yes, write this down exactly word for word, then walk in there using your best Nurse Ratchet voice. ” Lisen-up PLYE, you can die later… GET – UP!, Don’t make me drive down there and kick your ass so hard , your vertebrae will come out your mouth like a Penz dispenser” I have no idea what you just said, “that’s ok Mam, he will, he was a 2575, did you write it down?”. I got it.
It’s not like I can walk in there with a shiny garbage can and a nightstick, giving up, not eating or drinking after such surgery is a form of suicide.
Short term goals are different than long term objectives
getting a smile on his face is a good start
People who read books and do research, will always sound crazy to those who don’t.