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What I learned from dying: Hospitalized again

I’m writing this from a hospital bed… again. It’s a quick and firm reminder that things can change any minute. Just a few days ago I felt so good that I went in to the office for a little bit and I convinced my wife to go to Owensboro just to get out of the…

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What I learned from dying; Sometimes I forget I’m dying

Sometimes I forget that I’m dying. Sure, I feel super tired almost always, I spit up foul smelling bile all day and my hands and feet are numb, but that just equals sick in my mind. It’s easy to forget that those things are signs of my slow departure from this earth. I’m pretty sure…

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