Speaking as someone who has laid dying in a hospital for over two years, I can guarantee it sucks.
If you don’t take many risks, and don’t take care of yourself, that’s likely how it will end. Slowly. A living nightmare.
Sound grim(m)?..
Apologies. But thinking you’re ready for that, is different from experiencing it.
I wasn’t the only tough guy I saw dying as I spent all that time in different ICUs.
To say my survival was miraculous isn’t a foolish thing.
Doctors guarantee that if I weren’t in very good shape, when I was diagnosed with end stage liver failure, I wouldn’t have survived for such a long time. Let alone survive 11 hours of surgery. My blood work suggested that surgery would kill me. But. I was already dead, so…
I was 194 lbs a few months ago.
Keep in mind, I’m 6’5 and was a muscle bound 300 lb gym rat before my diagnosis.
I made myself stand, and walk six hours post op. Haven’t slowed down since.
I’ve been eating a protein heavy diet. Lots of fish, hummus, beans n rice, and protein shakes.
I do free weights and rowing machine, for about 1½ hrs, then just abs for 25 minutes, on strength days, and hike on conditioning days, with a little ab work.
I’m up to 220 lbs now.
I’m crazy painful. But. I am constantly getting stronger, and better. I have “abs.” I’m wrapping my new liver in muscle.
I’ve started some of my old MMA training. Should have my canoe in the water this week.
The feeling of gaining strength and endurance each day, is addictive.
I’m not out if the woods yet. I’ve reached the 6 month post op milestone. But. The road ahead is daunting. Fuck it. I hope the road is ready for me…
It’s all in the mind.
You’re in charge of your body.
Working out, is like paying bills. Can’t skip.
You can get double rewards from working out to music. Explore all kinds of different tunes. Expand your mind.
We owe it to ourselves, and loved ones to stay in shape.
And…..
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