Finally I can see some light at the end of the tunnel. There were times during this horror movie, this living horror and torture movie, that I thought I was not going to make it out of this hospital alive. Only now, as I see my doctors making preparations for home care, do I allow myself to believe that I have survived. Oh, Death. You have come too close this time. July 2018 will forever stand out in my memory as the month of a living nightmare. Only now, 7/17, do I allow myself to believe that there is an actual end to it.
O Death lyrics – Ralph Stanley
O, DeathO, DeathWon’t you spare me over til another yearWell what is this that I can’t seeWith ice cold hands takin’ hold of meWell I am death, none can excelI’ll open the door to heaven or hellWhoa, death someone would prayCould you wait to call me another dayThe children prayed, the preacher preachedTime and mercy is out of your reachI’ll fix your feet til you cant walkI’ll lock your jaw til you cant talkI’ll close your eyes so you can’t seeThis very hour, come and go with meI’m death I come to take the soulLeave the body and leave it coldTo draw up the flesh off of the frameDirt and worm both have a claimO, DeathO, DeathWon’t you spare me over til another yearMy mother came to my bedPlaced a cold towel upon my headMy head is warm my feet are coldDeath is a-movin upon my soulOh, death how you’re treatin’ meYou’ve close my eyes so I can’t seeWell you’re hurtin’ my bodyYou make me coldYou run my life right outta my soulOh death please consider my agePlease don’t take me at this stageMy wealth is all at your commandIf you will move your icy handOh the young, the rich or poorHunger like me you knowNo wealth, no ruin, no silver no goldNothing satisfies me but your soulO, deathO, deathWont you spare me over til another yearWont you spare me over til another yearWont you spare me over til another year
I know that most folks that come this close to Death do not escape its grasp. I am, in spite of all the pain, a very fortunate man. It bends the mind to think of it that way. Fortune in the midst of pain misfortune and horror.
I am a man of constant sorrow,