So many things (including the painful dentistry of the 50s) but more recently, I will never again forget to close the valve off after emptying the pee bag ![]()
I have forgotten what I remembered ![]()
When my dad died
The day the Twin Towers in New York City was attacked.
The day I had my first heart attackâŠIt was such a shock, but the most memorable thing was the strange feeling of calm and relaxation where nothing mattered anymore, just before I actually died for a minute or two.
I died again in the ambulance on my way to hospital. It had to stop at the side of the road while medics brought me back to life.
I will never forget that day, or that strange feeling of calm. It has made a drastic impact on my life thereafter, both physically and mentally.
Forty years ago, this week, giving up smoking, just like that, after ten years of 60 a day.
And yet theyâre good.You may not have been treated with those in poorer countries.
Prior to my heart attack I had tried to stop smoking my usual 20 a day on numerous occasions, I even stopped for six months once but decided to start again because I enjoyed a cigarette so much SpittyâŠ
The last thing I was doing before my attack was to smoke a ciggyâŠAnd that was the last cigarette I ever smoked. And the funny thing was, I just stopped without a thought and didnât think about smoking again to this dayâŠIt was like Iâd never been a smoker at allâŠ
Yep foxy, ten years of 60 a day gives me the right to state, there is no nicotine addiction, just a mental one, and, you canât get patches or gum for that ![]()
That was state-of-the-art as early as in the 1940s. We had those drills even up to the late 80s but the machine was electrically driven.
Wise decision based on an instinct for survival that kicked in when you gazed into the abyss . Iâm glad youâre still here and doing your bit to keep it that way, old sport.
Thanks Dachs, much appreciated.
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An event like that certainly makes you look at life from a different perspectiveâŠ
Seeing patients leave this world.
It certainly does and I was impressed by how you described it and your feelings, which is probably not easy nor can one read it that often.
Shiver me Timbers.
Thatâs one that I had forgotten. And has just given me the Collywobblesâ ![]()
Age 8 > 10yo. School First Aider Sent me to a Dentist
Room dark. Windows taped up to prevent glass shattering
Sat in the chair. Mouth with drill in, wide open.
Whilst dentist prepared the âFoot Operated Drillâ
Air Raid siren
Goes off. Doodle Bug coming in.
Dentist scrapers out, slamming the door.
Me with legs too short and equipment attached.
Unable to get out of the chair.
Bomb landed in the next street The complete window landed on the floor.
15mins later the Dentist returned. Took the drill out and said.
You donât need that drilled.
As he scraped out a dollop of âBlack Crayon Waxâ. I had chewed at school. Gulp.
Iâve never been to a Dentist since.
A pair of pliers. Or tying Tooth to Door Knob. Sufficiveâs.
PS. I donât chew Crayon Wax anymore ![]()
21/10;25 just before 4pm.
I received an ugent call from my Two Week Pathway Cacer Team to inform me that all of my tests and scans etc have indicated i do not have lung cancer as suspected, but another condition that is routinely treated. I also have a referal to the respitory clinic for November
That sure is a date Iâll never forget ![]()
My fatherâs death.
I hope Iâll NEVER forget âMy Name/DOB/address/phone numbers/My Families Names/and ALL the GOOD things which have happened in My long LifeââŠIâm MORE than happy to forget all the pain/fear/insecurities/betrayals which happened in My Younger daysâŠThank You for asking.x
We were in the middle of the Covid horror and my eldest son who was 58 then was diagnosed with bowel and kidney cancer. Two years and two major operations later he is now clear.
Meeting Mrs d00d in a crowded Knightsbridge restaurant, back in '87. ![]()