In the 2nd installment of F-ing buses, the story is less metaphorical and more literal. A colleague recently told me that she had seen someone killed the other day. I was startled and asked for more information (okay, so I am a bit morbid — get over it). It turns out that my friend was driving behind a trash truck (you know, the kind that has netting over the bed of the truck). Apparently, there was some kind of rod hanging down at a small angle from the truck on one side. Unfortunately, the rod was on the right side of the truck.
My friend explained that as she and the truck drove along the road, there was someone walking on the sidewalk along the road. The next thing she new, the rod on the truck hit the back of the person’s head. The person was (I think) declared dead at the scene.
Unlike my other “bus” stories, this one does not have anything to do with me, but again underlines the tenuous nature each of us goes through life. As many have said to me over the past 2 years, none of us know when / how we will die. I would venture, however, most of us do not leave the house thinking, “Today is the day I might die.” Instead, people go out with the general belief they will NOT die. I do not think the person described above was thinking about the possibility that they would get hit by truck.
To a certain extent, I spend each day with the knowledge that my cancer MAY (and statistically will likely) come back. In essence, I am aware that I may get hit by a bus, but I also have the knowledge that I (along with other people with potentially fatal conditions) have a little extra “bonus.” As I tend to say when people give me the “you may get hit by a bus” argument: Oh great! Now I have to worry about dying from cancer AND getting hit by a bus.
As, I said last time, this all comes down to taking advantage of the time we have now! Carpe diem! Sieze the day! There are so many quotes that related to this notion. One that I have talked about previously is attributed to James Dean:
Dream as if you’ll live forever; live as if you’ll die today!
As I get ready to celebrate the 2-year anniversary of my surgery, I have to admit that I have gotten complacent. I have been off treatment for my cancer so long that I have taken for granted that there will be a tomorrow (there better be, in my case; I gotta party to host in couple of weeks). The question we all have to answer is: What WILL we do to make sure we really LIVE today!
Part 3 soon…