They say that when things go wrong...they go really wrong. In sticking to the fabulously lucky year that 2009 has presented us, today brought more...doom.
I hate to sound depressing. I am a very happy and positive person. But, if I didn't know any better I would think that my family was currently under a dark cloud of misery.
As I sat at City Hall this morning listening to the Manager of Water and Utilities spouting off about how Abilene has ample water to supply to Tenasty, my parents were sitting at a neurologist's office discussing Lou Gehrig's Disease.
What?
Although I expected to learn that my arch-enemy, the death-box called a coal plant, would be able to get water from Abilene, hearing it with my own two ears was absolutely heart wrenching. Although this was simply a 'presentation' and no decisions were made, if under-the-table payoffs continue and Tenasty gets its way, they will eventually get their water officially. Not good. There are still many barriers for them to jump, public hearings to be held and contracts to be drafted. It could certainly all go away; without a Council majority they are out of luck. But with their power, money and corruption it is hard not to think the worst.
We can still fight on other fronts, and will, but water was our biggest hope.
Then there is Mr. Lou Gehrig. A famous baseball player of the 1930s, he died of a neurological disease that has since carried his namesake. Said disease results in a loss of neuro-motor functions and is ultimately fatal.
After several visits to various doctors and a round of tests today, my father's diagnosis is such.
Only 2 in 100,000 people are at risk of developing this disease; 5,000 Americans per year. But as of late, there are no cures.
From here...well, where do you go? A second opinion is suggested; encouraged actually. The symptoms can mimic those of several other diseases. Otherwise, we literally have no control over what happens.
In conclusion, live life. Don't dwell on the small things. Live your dreams; don't put them off. You never know what may hit you from one day to the next.
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OMG. Whitney, I'm so sorry! My third grade teacher (and friend of my parents) is going through Lou Gherig's disease. It's so sad for me to hear updates on Mrs. Joersz' condition... Actually, heartbreaking - she and her husband are very good people. And she is loved and will be missed, but it seems like she is in a much more advanced stage than your dad. Do get out and enjoy as much time as you can!!!! I'm sending a virtual hug!
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