The Numbers Game
Whether you think you can, or you think you can’t, you’re right - Henry Ford The start of this process could be labelled in a couple of ways. It could be thought of simply as Day 1, or as I’ve come to know it in time since, and perhaps it could be said to be more accurate, Day -7. Whichever way one might choose to think about it, one thing becomes clear and unbending: this whole thing is just that - a process. In the previous missive however, I described the concept of the times before and the times after, so for the sake of consistency, I choose to stick with that. As I begin to write this, it is day 70. Ten weeks since my life was saved. Seventy bonus days, one might say. But more accurately, and indeed positively, the end of the tenth week of the process: the beginning of the next. As the saying sometimes goes, life is all about choice. From the outset, I had really only two that came to mind. I could choose to let my emotions and the cavalcade of overthought get inside