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Thursday, October 28, 2010

A LETTER TO UPDATE MY FRIENDS

Starting during the summertime, And continuing until today the number of people who I call friend has been growing exponentially. Christian bikers, 1% a motorcycle gang members, old shipmate from the Navy, and many wonderful people right here in the blogosphere have reached out to me to say hello. Additionally I have regained contact with people that I went to high school with 40 years ago. Mostly on Facebook. Most of the old friends to see me remark that the bad boy image does not surprise them. But within the closer and see the pictures of my wheelchair I get bombarded with questions about what's the matter? Or what happened?

I am not embarrassed to tell the story. But after explaining it 200 times in the last three months it gets a little tiring. So for all of you people that I call friend, here's the story…



Long story short;
1.    Chemical exposure in the Navy resulted in a rare form of leukemia.
2.    Chemotherapy complications
3.    Coma, renal shut down, 0 blood pressure, at least 2  strokes,
4.    One full year of total quadriplegia
5.    Infections (caused by chemo) that required removal of my lower intestine
6.    Infections (caused by 0 blood pressure) that required removal of left leg below the knee. And all the toes on the right foot.
7.    3 ½ years battling sepsis,

And now I’m writing to you about this portion of my life journey. I have to warn you, at this point, I don’t tolerate pity in any form from anyone. I have had an insatiable lust for life. And I put more living into the first 30 years of my life, than most people see in 80. During  21 years in the Navy, I visited every continent on the planet, save Antarctica. All the places I couldn’t get to on a ship, I visited via motorbike. I have always owned a motorcycle. I own 1 now. My first car was a motorcycle. And I believe that bikers know exactly how the birds feel in flight. I enjoy chasing the horizon, with no particular destination in mind. Whether on two wheels or skimming across the surface of the sea.

I have no bucket-list (a list of things I must do before I kick the bucket) because I did all the dos, and saw all the sees, and tasted all of the tastes I have ever wanted before the opportunity escaped me. And if I were to die today there would be no reason to feel sorry for me. I have lived so close to the edge my entire life. So close that I have faced my mortality many times. The first time at age 9. And another half dozen times before my 20th birthday. In the latter portion of my life I have found great strength in my faith in an all powerful creator God, who knows my name and listens when I pray. No one has been to the abyss as closely or as often as I have, and does it without meeting that same GOD.

And one of my goals is to be able to ride a motorcycle again. I'm currently involved in the VA physical therapy program where we are trying to strengthen my arms and legs again and get back into life. During the protracted battle for life under the care of the people at Kaiser Permanente, we gauged success on the fact that I was still alive. I have recently reached a new stage in life were simply being on this side of the sod is not considered living. While the people in the are cautiously optimistic about my ability to walk again, they are staying very close mouth on the subject of motorcycles, and the riding one. Something about why put all that effort into saving you just had to get killed on a motorcycle. To which I respond "look at me now, motorcycle had nothing to do with this."

One last note:
Another friend remarked that, "it seems rather unfair that all of this should happen to a good person like you!" To which I respond, I have very seldom been a very good person. And all of this would only be unfair if it had happened to someone whom God had not given the strength endure and survive it.

I am truly blessed to have so many caring people in my life. And if you're reading this now I consider you to be my friend and for your friendship I am truly thankful.

Respectfully,
Kurt

16 comments:

MsDarkstar said...

Looking forward to seeing the first pictures of you riding again!

red.neck chic said...

;-D I'm with DarkStar (I even have a destination for you when you're riding... ;-D)

And - I love you my friend.

xoxoxoxoxo
robelyn

Heff said...

Great post, my man.

GRAB YER HOG !!

SusanD said...

Ha! Splittin the wind! Ain't nothin like it. I tell people all the time, "it's as close to flying as I can get." I love it and I know you do too. Good on you. Go for it. I'm cheering you all the way. Blessings, SusanD

NicNacManiac said...

Hey there Sweetstuff,
You are the inspiration that makes my day so much brighter!!
Love ya tons xOxO Nerina

Karen said...

I'de make the husband go the California to ride with you, Kurt. You let us know when you're out there again. We'll go down the road with you, no mapped route. Just go.

Jo said...

Life is for the living, and you are definitely living...!!! Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy...! And get lots of pictures. :-)

floweringmama said...

"I have very seldom been a very good person. And all of this would only be unfair if it had happened to someone whom God had not given the strength endure and survive it."

-Beautifully said.

Cloudia said...

First of all: thanks for letting me use your fish creation (I assume you got my request?)

"I have always owned a motorcycle. I own 1 now. My first car was a motorcycle. And I believe that bikers know exactly how the birds feel in flight. I enjoy chasing the horizon, with no particular destination in mind."

Amen. Had my two wheel license first also. :)

Bless you for sharing your story and your courage with us. Your words are strong and powerful.

My best wishes are with you. I consider you a friend that i am lucky to know.

Warmly, c-

Alpha Za said...

I have no doubt that you will ride again. You're inspirational.

Cocaine Princess said...

Yes you will ride again!

Remarkable post.

Wrexie said...

Who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived, or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed? - Dr. Hunter S. Thompson
(quote I recently found at Mud Puppys site)

Thanks for telling your story. I think you'll ride again. Ever heard of equitherapy?
if you can ride a horse, you can ride a bike...yes??
check it out here...it's pretty cool. http://www.narha.org/

Spiky Zora Jones said...

oh warrior man: "And I believe that bikers know exactly how the birds feel in flight."

this is true...though I felt it riding on the back of my b/f's bike...it's the greatest feeling of freedom ever and I'm sure it's better riding it in front.

you inspire me with your wisdom and courage. You make me believe in myself and that I can spread my wings and take flight.

How proud those family member must be that are in your orbit.

You may not hold a sword in your hand...but you are indeed, a warrior.

later sweetie. xxx

this is a wonderfully inspiring post. bravo.

UBERMOUTH said...

Your strength and optimism inspires.
From my first contact with you, you have been one of the kindest, gentlest, most helpful, most honourable I've met online.

How do you do it,Kurt?

And how do you maintain your faith?

Besides being a vsry courageous person you're also very wise.
I need your wisdom my friend, and will email you shortly.

I think you're truly wonderful, Kurt xo

Kelly Combs said...

Kurt, you know I like you - but I also admire you. You are strong. You have a zeal and zest for life that is awe-inspiring. And I am proud to call you not only friend, but my brother in Christ.

Be well - and keep living!

Red Shoes said...

Kurt... it would be an honor to be considered a friend of yours!

For the support that you give unto others make you a hero.

I hope to see photos of you riding your bike again!!!

~shoes~