Doctors’ visits this week proved that I am still alive and probably will still be alive for a while yet.
The pacemaker is regulating my heart and working correctly.
I now have nine incurable diseases and conditions. And there is a spot on my left lung, and another one on my liver that will have to be checked once my heart is fully healed.
There are still worries and concerns.
I have been experiencing cracks in reality, though. I am told by spirit voices that when one is drawing close to the Reaper’s doorway, one can get glimpses of the last world and the next world through an increasing number of encroaching cracks. I should be concerned about seeing things that aren’t there yet, and hearing things said that no one here has spoken. But I am not. My life is nearly complete anyway, and I am not going back to the Emergency Room unless I have to.
Catch a Falling Star 