I keep on meeting Buddha. I wish he would get off my case. His appearance is more metaphysical than physical. I went to see the doctor at the hospital – he was not Buddha – he matter of factly said, I do not expect you to be alive in five years. That is what he expects with a person with my condition to live. I have organized for a second opinion, but I would be surprised if the diagnosis was radically changed.
My life has been all about self, and that turns out – as the Buddha is a constant reminder – is not a good way to live. I need to get the life expectancy forecast more defined. I have to engage in contingency planning for others, who will be directly affected by my passing on, either to oblivion, or somewhere more interesting.
While, I did not expect to hear this news, neigher was I shocked by it. I heard that some neighbours were discussing the problem of entering a nursing home. I believe I might be able to avoid that problem. The thing that distressed me most was my GP’s failure to recognize the need for contingency planning, particularly at the terminal stage when it is to be expected that severe mental deterioration will set in.
Whereas I might be going to hell, it is quite clear that, without a radical change, that is where the world is heading. One of the most telling indicators is the suggestion that night time temperatures are increasing and reaching record levels. We forget that Climate Change is a moral problem and transcends our desire to have electricity when we wish for it. Similarly, the problems with water will not go away.
When that set of human beings have finished the job of destroying the ecosystem, they might have their Buddha moment, and reflect on what was wrecked, wasted and pillaged.
If the fires in NSW continue as they have begun over the fire season, my circumstances may be very different than what I expect them to be. We all supposed to have a fire plan, by which we identify our most important possessions and decide whether to stay or leave. The car will be a bit crowded if we have take Dexter and Hannah – but we could not leave them.
What has also been found is very interesting. It has been shown consciousness can emerge in those animals that are very much unlike humans, including those that evolved along different evolutionary tracks, namely birds and some encephalopods. The group of scientists have stated, “The absence of a neocortex does not appear to preclude an organism from experiencing affective states. Convergent evidence indicates that non-human animals have the neuroanatomical, neurochemical, and neurophysiological substrates of conscious states along with the capacity to exhibit intentional behaviors.”
I have not got any music for the Dog Blog. On this day, I actually went out and took the long way:
Some of the time on our walks is spent waiting. Muford and Sons had the song:
My family insisted on a second opinion. I was prepared to go along with the opinion of the hospital doctor. So I now have a second opinion. This specialist actually examined me and suggested that I go for hospital for various tests, as distinct from scaans. Bugger, the prognosis may be wrong!