Had my innards scrutinized again yesterday. The annual celebration of my abdominal aortic aneurysm repair. It was me, two techs, iodine, and a CT machine. The process took about 30 minutes. It was a lot easier than last year when it took two days, because machines were down. Doctors will look at these pictures and tell me what they see. I might get a fork in the road, or permission to carry on.
I’m betting on the latter for no particular reason other than that’s what I’d like to hear. Of course, it’s easy to imagine that somewhere in the multiverse a version of me might be getting bad news, but he’ll just have to deal with it. I don’t know if it’s possible to get the life we choose, but it’s possible to imagine it. So, I’ll stick with that for now, while acknowledging that something else entirely might show up.
And that leads me to this random thought. Although life might seem complicated, I think it’s binary. Yes or No. Every moment, every thought, every action is built on that. Sometimes it automatic, sometimes it’s random, and sometimes it’s carefully thought out. But big to small there’s always an on or an off, a yes or a no. So, it seems to me, life might be a sort eternally branching decision tree. Now I need to step back and see what that might mean to me.
