My friend Michele was on hospice homecare for 4 years, when you’re only supposed to be end-of-life material for 6 months.
So she quit hospice. Not because she died. It didn’t matter what the scans said, she reasoned, because she felt brilliantly alive. In fact, she sparkled, despite the way cancer had inched through her body and marred her brain, her bones, and so many other organs and structures.
That’s not to say she didn’t have pain or fatigue She did, but she took personal responsibility and learned how to manage it as best she could.
What’s Keeping You Alive?
Once, I asked Michele, “What’s keeping you alive?” This is what she told me.