Hey Matt,
Sorry to take so long to get back to you.
First of all, sorry, dude! That sucks. My heart goes out to you.
Second of all, I would totally consider giving you my liver. Or my kidneys. Well, okay, scratch the liver part.
I'm not sure what the implications are with the whole diabetes thing. But if you are having a hard time finding a doner, I will talk to my doctor. Seriously- just let me know.
And third of all, I thought I'd pass along some unsolicited advice, one sicko to another. Since I've been living with a disease for, yes, 21 years (my diabetes can drink, now), you damned well better listen to me!
The thing that has allowed me to be successful with diabetes if funny- it's probably the biggest best lesson I took away from my Landmark stuff- and yet I never realized that I was doing it with diabetes until I consciously started doing it with the rest of my life. It sounds simple, but it's HUGE.
And here it is: Don't add meaning to your disease. There is no meaning- it just is. (the Landmark lesson being that we add all meaning to everything that happens in our meaning- less lives)
Our brains can fuck us over with the "Why Me" question, you know? In fact, I remember at Tracey's service when Brandon was reading from her journal- I was really proud of her when she wrote that she figured out there wasn't any meaning to her cancer- she just happened to get it.
I only remember once asking why me- back when I was 12 or 13. It really sucked. Maybe I made a decision not to go there again- don't know. And I see people who haven't done well with diabetes- they eat like shit, or drink a bunch, don't care about their blood sugar. I almost promise you it's because they ask why me, start adding meaning, and then get pissed about it, feel sorry for themselves, and end up where they end up, without any feet or something.
On the reverse side, because I'm a cult Landmark fanatic, I practice adding my own meaning and way of being to life. So I choose to focus on seeing diabetes through a filter of honoring the people I love- and when I add that meaning, taking care of myself makes sense. It's not something I "have to" do, or something I guilt myself into doing, it's something I get to do.
So-- back to you. You'll do well with this. I know you will.
And I also invite you to think about what kind of meaning you want to add to it. All there really is is that your kidneys don't work right, and the rest is just added meaning. And I also invite you to think about your family and what a gift to them it would be to have you as a healthy guy with a great outlook on his life.
And if you ever want another disease ridden person to talk to, I'm here, man. :) Seriously. I'm yours to count on.
Hope that helps.
Take Care, and keep me up to date. And if you want my kidney, just ask. (although you may get diabetes.) (but probably not)
Tyson
Sorry to take so long to get back to you.
First of all, sorry, dude! That sucks. My heart goes out to you.
Second of all, I would totally consider giving you my liver. Or my kidneys. Well, okay, scratch the liver part.
I'm not sure what the implications are with the whole diabetes thing. But if you are having a hard time finding a doner, I will talk to my doctor. Seriously- just let me know.
And third of all, I thought I'd pass along some unsolicited advice, one sicko to another. Since I've been living with a disease for, yes, 21 years (my diabetes can drink, now), you damned well better listen to me!
The thing that has allowed me to be successful with diabetes if funny- it's probably the biggest best lesson I took away from my Landmark stuff- and yet I never realized that I was doing it with diabetes until I consciously started doing it with the rest of my life. It sounds simple, but it's HUGE.
And here it is: Don't add meaning to your disease. There is no meaning- it just is. (the Landmark lesson being that we add all meaning to everything that happens in our meaning- less lives)
Our brains can fuck us over with the "Why Me" question, you know? In fact, I remember at Tracey's service when Brandon was reading from her journal- I was really proud of her when she wrote that she figured out there wasn't any meaning to her cancer- she just happened to get it.
I only remember once asking why me- back when I was 12 or 13. It really sucked. Maybe I made a decision not to go there again- don't know. And I see people who haven't done well with diabetes- they eat like shit, or drink a bunch, don't care about their blood sugar. I almost promise you it's because they ask why me, start adding meaning, and then get pissed about it, feel sorry for themselves, and end up where they end up, without any feet or something.
On the reverse side, because I'm a cult Landmark fanatic, I practice adding my own meaning and way of being to life. So I choose to focus on seeing diabetes through a filter of honoring the people I love- and when I add that meaning, taking care of myself makes sense. It's not something I "have to" do, or something I guilt myself into doing, it's something I get to do.
So-- back to you. You'll do well with this. I know you will.
And I also invite you to think about what kind of meaning you want to add to it. All there really is is that your kidneys don't work right, and the rest is just added meaning. And I also invite you to think about your family and what a gift to them it would be to have you as a healthy guy with a great outlook on his life.
And if you ever want another disease ridden person to talk to, I'm here, man. :) Seriously. I'm yours to count on.
Hope that helps.
Take Care, and keep me up to date. And if you want my kidney, just ask. (although you may get diabetes.) (but probably not)
Tyson
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