I
am a chronic optimist. I look for the positive in everything. It takes a
lot to get me mad or upset and even more to shock me. When ever
something negative occurs in my life, I try to look at it as “Is there a
lesson to learn from this?” I am not a religious man. I do not conform
to any religion. I am however, a very spiritual man, and it is these
traits of positivity and faith that have mainly taken me from a man told
eight years ago that he would need a heart transplant in five years, to
the man I am today, with my original heart, still beating in my chest.
And for all intents and purposes, it is now once again a normal
functioning heart. And from the man in 2009 that was told he had
pulmonary hypertension, and that the combination of conditions I had,
probably only gave me a less than 50% chance of living to 2014, to the
man I am today, now living without pulmonary hypertension and without a
short term prognosis.
My
journey with my conditions was, and is not an easy thing, but I never
got negative. I never once asked “Why me?” I was given this journey, and
I did not question why. If I needed to know, the reason would
eventually show itself. What lesson did I have to learn? I never asked,
because I also learned that sometimes our journeys are not a lesson for
us, but a lesson for others.
I
am tirelessly asked how did I get over having heart failure and
pulmonary hypertension. What is the cure? What did I take? What is the
secret? I didn’t go looking for a cure, or a magic potion. I thought
about this hard and long and it was one simple change in attitude and
thought that got me to where I am today.
When
I started on this journey, I researched and researched and researched. I
learned everything I could about all of my conditions and I could talk
with my doctors in their language. They respected this, and it made it
much easier to decide on courses of treatments to follow. And I stuck to
the treatments. I became a dedicated pill man. And I would get better,
and would have instances where I would fall back. It was all part of the
whole getting better thing.
I
did meditation. I exercised regularly. Took my medications. Researched
what supplements I could take to support my journey. I was doing it all.
I was fighting. But there is something I learned a long time ago.
Sometimes, the more you push against something, the harder it will push
back. But why was I pushing so hard? Was it for me? Was it for my
family? What was it for? The bottom line was, I was not ready to die as
yet. My wife needed me. I was fighting for my life.
Then,
one day, I was going into have a medical test, and I saved a man from
being hit by a bus on a New York street, and in the process, his phone
was destroyed by the bus. The man was startled, but then he got angry.
Really angry because his precious iPhone was destroyed. He started
shouting at me. And as I looked into his angry eyes, I realized that it
could have been me. I could have been the one hit by the speeding bus
and not the one that pulled the man to safety. For all the fighting that
I was doing, the research to get over my disease, I could be killed
right now by a freaking bus. What was the point? All we have is today.
To live in the moment. The here and now.
That's
when I stopped researching and obsessing over my conditions. I let go. I
was no longer afraid to die. Yes I still wanted to live. I didn't give
up. I just let go. I started to live for the moment, to appreciate
everything in my life. I just needed to mind my business, try to do good
in the world, and live. Just live.
And
that’s where everything changed. I followed the same medical regimen,
but I improved. I continued to improve until just this summer I was told
I no longer had pulmonary hypertension and that my heart was no longer
in failure. I was able to come off some of the drugs I was taking and
now I just take four medications. At one point I was taking thirteen
different prescription medications.
I
told someone about living in the moment, and they asked me what exactly
does that mean? Everybody says it. Living in the moment, to me, means
to be content. Be content and appreciate all you have right now. We live
in a world where we always want bigger, better, more, and that is all
fine to want those things. But we need to be content and happy with what
we have now. Try to get out of the “grass is greener on the other side”
and “everyone else’s sugar is sweeter” syndromes. If you are not happy
with what you have right now, when you get the better thing, you will be
happy for a while, but it will not be enough. You will want something
even bigger and better. If you don’t learn to be content in the now and
stop looking for what tomorrow can bring, you will never be content, because when tomorrow becomes today, you will look again to tomorrow
for happiness. As far as chronic illnesses go, always remember that
God, the Universe, whom ever, never gives us more than we can handle.
Just take deep breaths and picture yourself getting better. But be happy
with who you are now. Don’t wait to get better to be happy.
So,
there you have it. There is no secret potion to my getting over
pulmonary hypertension. And heart failure. Each of us have a separate
journey to follow. Some of you will never get better. That's your
journey. But never give up. Be positive. Be happy. Let go and live. Just
appreciate the life you were given and just say to the universe, to
God, to whom ever – “ Thank you. Thank you for this life that I was
given. It may be painful at times, but it is better than the
alternative.”
By Basil Rene
Basil Rene maintains a blog at http://lifeasananomaly.com,
where he has positive posts about his life in general as well as his
journey with pulmonary and cardiac sarcoidosis, heart failure and
pulmonary hypertension, an implantable defibrillator, as well as a hole
in the heart that took over six years to stop leaking after it was
fixed. Basil also sends out positive tweets and can be found under the
handle @BasilRene.
