Day 6

Good morning.
I had a reasonable nights sleep and after the 4:am blood collection find myself wide awake. I am feeling much better in the mornings...

I have thought about my own mortality long before i came down with this disease. I decided a couple of years ago that if I found out I was to die within a short period of time then that was OK by me. I have had an interesting life, sampled the very bad and sampled the very good. I have travelled to many places, seen many of the worlds most wonderful things and have had many experiences, both good and bad.
Now I find myself in a situation where the fact is that my time alive may be limited I have asked myself the same question.
And I get the same answer.
I don't care if I die. With my life as it is (or was) I was producing nothing, making no differences to anyone and just battling along accumulating stuff.
Ahh I hear in your mind. What about your wife and children?

They will get along fine without me. Their mother is good and if I die then they are young enough not to be badly affected. However I do have my own selfish regrets here.
I will miss the watching them grow up. I do enjoy trying to give them a set of values that they may choose to live by but lets face it. Life and its opportunities create its own guidelines. Raising kids is fun. It is very hard work but it is the most challenging and rewarding job there is.

Enough for now