After my little Jolt in November, I have already had all of those thoughts. Now with my second chance, realizing that I am 52 and not bulletproof and waiting quarterly for the next 5 years for some feller to verify that his cuts got all of the cancer, life has a new perspective.
Keep doing what I was doing. Exactly what I was doing with one little exception. I now realize there is no need to sweat the little stuff. I am the luckiest man in the world, how can I do better than that? I have my health again, my family and friends, and I can still do everything that I did before. I don't need anything more than that.