BAD THINGS HAPPEN FOR GOOD REASONS

NEW CANCER CURE FOUND!


DOCTORS FRANTICALLY LOOKING FOR MY HEART!!
(old photo,it's been located now!)








I must admit that I struggled with this story,not that I found it a hard thing to write about,but as to whether or not it was suitable for the CONTINUING ADVENTURES or if it should be placed at it's spin off THE VIEW FROM OUTSIDE

THE VIEW FROM OUTSIDE seems to have taken a different direction,the one is was destined to be,a forum for advocacy rather then a piece for entertainment,and as my vision for the CONTINUING ADVENTURES is one of learning through life lessons,told in an entertaining form,the choice was made.

BAD THINGS HAPPEN FOR GOOD REASONS or GOOD THINGS HAPPEN TO BAD PEOPLE!
Huh?Don't I have that backwards or mixed up somehow?
When I look back on my life now,through an experienced and SOBER eye,I realize that something,or somebody,as been saving my life on a regular basis.only I was always under the assumption that I was just plain old unlucky.
My life as been one disaster after another,yet except for the times when there was a death involved,I have always seemed to come out of it ahead somehow.
House burns down?lose everything you own?no insurance?
Receive a gift of $1200.00 from co-workers and then stumble on a real estate deal that will make you $40,000.
Get fired from your job?A total stranger that you meet in a bar gives you a better job.and on and on it always seemed to go.
We are never asked to carry what we can not lift.I certainly haven't always felt that way,thats for sure.Twice in my life time I have asked to die,begged for it.The ONLY reason I never committed suicide at those times was the fact that I know more then most,that death does not hurt anyone but the living.In other words,my death would have hurt the ones who loved me,and I could not ask them to go through what I was going through at the time.

Did I ever tell you about the time I was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Disease?To the uniformed amongst you,Hodgkins is a rare form of lymphatic cancer.
It can appear almost anywhere in the body,and unfortunately can be symptoms free until it as spread through out all your lymph nodes and can then only be treated with mutative surgery( you guessed right guys!) and a regime of massive amounts of radiation and Kemo Therapy.The survival rate at this stage is very low.
There I was,minding my own business(which was cocaine distributing) entertaining a guest who by coincidence was nine months with child( alas,not mine)I mention her only as it is necessary for me to explain why in the Hell would I allow to happen what I am about to reveal.
Trafficking in drugs is a risky business,and not all the risks come from law enforcement agencies.
One of the problems that comes from being a criminal,is the people you know! honour among thieves?In my case YES,I am old school,but there is always exceptions to everything,and when you through in the mind altering drugs,anything can and usually does happen.
Cocaine affects different people in different ways,and the standing joke of coke heads is that they are a paranoid bunch of people.I think that is because cocaine is an amplifier of your subconscience,have a guilty conscience,your paraniod,feel great about your self,you feel invinceable.That is how coke effected me,instead of hiding behind locked doors cowering in a closet,I would be more likely to leave my door wide open.
ON YOUR KNEES BITCH!
MOVE AND I WILL CUT HER THROAT!
Those words sure brought me down from my high!I had at the time a 9 mil only a few feet from my hand,and if it was not for the fact that they(3) had Betty(names have been changed to protect the guilty)kneeing on the floor(she had answered the door)her hands clasped protectively over her unborn child,the outcome would have been much different.
So,I went against every fibre of my being,and I up it.Showed them my stash,released my cash( HEH,I can hear a rap song here,"Gave my STASH,releashed my CASH")
I should have known it wasn't over yet!No,they had me,and now they wanted to play,to convince themselves that they were MEN,because they had pulled one over the OLD MAN.
I will spare you the details of the humiliations they infected on me,after all,pain don't hurt.ThAt last thing they did(I had to get this from Betty) was the biggest of the bunch had knock me out by ramming the butt end of a shotgun(MU GUN!)behind my head,in the back of the neck.
The next few hours are kind of fussy,but I remember twice being lead back to my cot in the ER as I was trying to get to maternity,I was there holding Betty's hand as she gave birth to a beautiful son,only to collapse again and wake up yet once again in the ECU.
It seems that I had received a fairly serious concussion and needed medication to reduce swelling around the brain stem.The X-rays they took at that time also revealed,you guessed it,a growth around a lymph node needed a biopsy.
The rest they say is history.Oh,I still went through Hell,lost all my hair etc, etc,(and the damn stuff just won't grow back in places!) A new life was brought into the world that night,a innocent babe,but a another life was saved,one not quite so innoncent.That child today is in foster care,his mother another causality of the drug wars,and while I am not in foster care,who CARES?(yes,that's humor!)
What brought those thieves to me that night in particular,at my least able to resist point,and what guiding hand drove that shotgun to the back of my head in just that spot?.
If this was an isolated case,I would just mark it up to a happy set of consequences,however it was just one of a string dating back over thirty years.There has been,and I pray still is,a Guardian Angel if you will,making me pay for my sins,but always showing me the door way out(of my problems)I have turned away from that open door,fearful to step through,step through to success and happiness,because for me,that is the unknown,and we fear what we do not understand.Enough with the philosophy,back to our main feature.

Yep,there seems no doubt about it,as horrible as it may seem,as unsettleing as it may sound,there is no doubt in my mind at all:
CRIME CURES CANCER!! or how:

MY LIFE WAS SAVED BECAUSE I WAS A DRUG DEALER! or,here's another headline for you to consider:
NEW DIAGNOSTIC TOOL DISCOVERED!
12 GAUGE SHOTGUNS IN THE ER?
You got to love my life right? don't you wish you had stories like these?
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