How do you handle life crushing news?

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How do you handle life crushing news?

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I’m interested in how others handle life crushing Some of you know what I’ve been through, others do not. If I may I would like to tell you how I handled the most life stressing year of my life. Last January I bumped my leg in my shop. I have something called Charcot Marie Tooth Sysdrome. This causes little or knowfeeling in my legs- the bump turned into a sore. When I noticed it during my shower I washed it treated it and bandaged it. It healed but 3 months later it came back. I cleaned it, treated it, and it healed, BUT it came back. Long story short I passed out in my bedroom and layer about 3 hours on the floor.. I came to my wife was there with a fireman. The out again. I came to in the ER in time to hear the doctor tell my wife and son that they were flying me to a trauma hospital because the only organs I had that were still working were my brain, heart, and lungs. The doctor told my famil that I wouldn’t make it to the other hospital I would be DOA before the plane landed. While flying over the Rocky Mtns, I had my 3rd heart attack. The leg wound caused it all, it turned to an infection, which turned into sepsis, which turned to gangrene of the leg. They kept cutting parts of my leg away, three surgeons wanTed to cut it off because it morphed into Flash Estinfilm Virus! Moved To o wound hospital they cut 15 square inches off the leg about 3/4” Deep. Total of 59 leg surgeries, plus Gallbladder removal surgery, Bladder surgery, Eye surgery, skin graphs, and heart surgery! Today my doctors released me To a normal Life. I still have my leg, looks diferent than the other but i still have it. How do I handle life crushing news. Prayer, God that still performs Miracles, and a lot of good friends who , kept me going through kind words and prayer, Thank you all, isn’t enough

Answer 2

I tend to take a deep breath, handle what needs to be dealt with immediately, then find a quiet place to cry. Then start dealing with what needs to be dealt with or do research. I can't sit still. I need to be doing something. Then at the end of the day say my prayers, have a cry and cuddle with my dogs.

Answer 3

I do what has to be done at the moment. Then I find a place where I can collect my thoughts and have a long talk with God.

Answer 4

I turn to the only One who can get me through... I spend time with Him. ☺ And write.

Answer 5

Janis Haskell answered

I seem to go on automatic pilot to get through it ..... And fall apart afterward.

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Otis Campbell answered

Back in 1995. My fathet was diagnosed with cancer. Itook my father for a second opinion at md anderson hospital and i wemt im the room with the docs they told my father to get his finances straigtened out he had 6 months to live. .three months later my father died.after goimg to funerals and working after s sheriff office where u have. To move dead bodies i have become immune to peoples death

Answer 7

My Father-in-Law had something similar happen to him.

He bumped his leg due to him being a little too proud to use a cane when his early onset of Parkinson's. He thought he had taken care of it but it became infected, and it then led to an infection in his blood. The hospital gave him treatment to combat the rapid infection in his blood before it could attack his internal organs, and this triggered Guillain–Barré syndrome.

He didn't take the rehabilitation very seriously so he never really got out of the wheelchair for 2 1/2 years. He couldn't fish or hunt anymore and he was pretty miserable all day every day. He recently passed (This past early November) from a complications of a brain bleed that led to no longer being able to swallow food.

My Mother-in-law who has alzheimer's disease, greats the day with finding out her husband has died . . . Just about every day it is a new realization. She copes by crying all day long . . .

My Father has been gone now for just about 3 years. He had Lung Cancer that metastasized into an inoperable brain tumor. This limited his use of his right side, took away a much of his cognitive speech, and was hindering his short term memory. Every time I went to visit him (Twice a Week), he would ask me what he was doing in the hospital . . . I would have to give him the news that he was dying . . . Every time . . . And every time it was the first time he was living it.

For me, it was an accepted part of life's circle. I miss the fantastic grandfather he was to my children. I miss our talks we had when we finally were able to talk about being atheists.

I try to process these sort of things as part of nature, and as part of the natural progression life takes. My Father died early, but what he had WAS preventable. My Father-in-law lived passed his parent's age, and all his siblings and friends . . . Yet my mother-in-law will tell you that it was unfair and that he went too early.