I don’t know about you, but I find it helps me to clarify my feelings if I write about things that hurt me.
A dear friend of mine suffered a brain haemorrhage last Thursday evening and another in the hospital on Friday afternoon. Following a CT scan, we were told the bleeds were deep in the brain and as such, inoperable and that only nature might be able to heal this. The prognosis was not good but we waited to see if his body could indeed naturally heal itself. It was a tense time, especially for the family. Sadly, he lost his fight last night.
My writing is very much driven by my interest in the brain, but, I cannot imagine where his must have been following that trauma. The damage caused by the bleeds meant no movement in his right side and he also lost the ability to swallow resulting in fluid on his lungs. This made his breathing laboured and introduced a very disturbing gargle sound, as though he was breathing through a partly water filled snorkel. I have since learnt that is called, ‘the death rattle’.
I’ve had difficulty thinking about much else recently but it has struck me that, although medicine has progressed massively in the last hundred years, we are still in the dark ages when it comes to what goes on in our cerebral matter. No-one seems to fully understand the encephalon and all its workings. Only the other day I was reading an article that suggested memory lives outside of the brain in the aura! http://m.theepochtimes.com/n2/science/sheldrake-morphogenic-field-memory-lashley-collective-unconscious-3486.html
Strangely, I dealt with the aura in my first book, The Greatest Gift http://www.balneaves.co.uk but I wrote that part, five years ago!
Goodbye Paddy Power, I hope we meet again when my time comes, in the meantime, you will be greatly missed.