My Dad is a foundation of why I do not wallow in self pity for too long, he is a trooper with a good sense humour and a positive outlook on life itself, for five years he has been in constant pain due to his leukaemia and graft vs host disease.
I am constantly reminded not only of the fragility of someones mortality but also the inner positivism of the human spirit, he seldom moans, complains or feels sorry for himself he is always pushing himself to the limit supporting the family as and when needed.
He takes 90 tablets a week all to aid his fragile immune system and he has weekly checkups and is on a high dose of steroids and has blood cleaning once a week also.
He is tired a lot with pain or high and emotionally unbalanced due to the psychological fallout of having a high dose of steroids. I am glad he is still with us and I am so glad I can spend time with him we support each other he is a practical, down to earth man, takes no bullshit and shoots from the hip. I respect his worldly wise advice giving good foundation for accepting failure as normal, taking ownership of situations and humility. He is highly spiritual.
His life may well be shortened but he is adamant to live it to the full. 🙂 I think we could all learn from this.
Paul Isaacs 2016