Musty Sagharhavanganverrera Musty Sagharhavanganverre

So this is Day 608 of paralysis. TM is a rare (but real MF) disease with a quick onset that attacks the lining of the spinal cord. It often produces permanent paralysis. In my case I'm a tetraplegic, the equivalent of C3 ASIA-A if it was a break. 


I don't intend to live out a life with this unspeakably intolerable state of living, so fortunately there is Switzerland. For now though I am trying to accomplish a few goals so I cross over with a bit more of a sense of completion. 


I didn't think much about philosophy. But everyone dies. Every single human being that has ever existed is dead or will be. The amount of time one gets is puny. Trivial. Meaningless in the grand scheme of things. So there's that. 


Becoming totally dependent on so-called caregivers for every embarrassing bodily function is a recipe for the brave and aware man to leave such a situation. Of that there can be no doubt. My guiding story is The Sea inside with Javier Bardem.