Sorry to hear that. I’m not sure what else there is to say to be honest. I’ve got no idea how one would process that or even begin to deal with it
What else do I do? Shrivel up and die?
I was born with this. My entire life from the first hour has been one long war with many battles along the way. Heart surgeries, spinal surgeries, arrhythmias, strokes. Everyone has been a battle that I’ve had to face and win, and I did.
I always knew it was likely that I’d lose this war eventually, but in my mind this is the final battle. I will not win it, but I will fight to the very last with everything I have.
I refuse to shrivel up and die. I will keep fighting and making the best of however long it takes. We’re only here once, some longer than others, but everyone has to play the hand they’ve been dealt and fight to enjoy every last second of the miracle life they’ve been given. There are no second chances.