I did something that for me, was incredible today. A decision somewhat marred by the fact that I decided to do it in March but it took me six months to pull the trigger. I don’t usually dither once I’ve got an idea in my head, but . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I kept forgetting to make the call.
In March when I made up my mind, I had been to the funeral of a relative and I suppose I had time on the long drive home to consider my own mortality. I decided that if it would not upset my close relatives I would do something useful when my time came. I would donate my body for medical research.
I’m old but not ready to go yet. I keep myself fit, still working out for a couple of hours in the gym most days. I am a practising Christian and believe in life after death in Heaven and will have no use for my body after I die. Gill my wife and my family all agreed that it should be my decision and they would happily go along with it.
After taking so long to put things in order, yesterday I telephoned the medical department at Leicester University to put the wheels in motion. I jokingly stressed that I’m not ready to go yet and in fact yesterday had renewed my annual membership at Bannatynes gym.
Having put my affairs in order I am feeling relaxed and fitter than ever. I don’t know why I took so long about it. I’m sure that medical students will be fascinated when they find the carbon fibre pins that repaired my cruciate and medial ligaments in the 1970s – then my two replacement knee joints and my two replacement thumb joints. I shall keep those interesting features secret just in case my file gets marked D N R (do not resuscitate).
You see I’m not ready to go yet. It may give a clue as to why I have decided to give a bit back. . . . . . .Do not go gentle into that good night. Old age should burn and rage at close of day . . . . . . . Goodnight Nurse!
