I'm talkingto a client on the phone about an hour ago and he starts talking about his WWII experiences.
He misses the excitement. The adrenaline rush from the fear heightens his senses and makes him feel more alive than he did in his life before or since.
He makes the following comment which I right down because it strikes me:
"A man that has not gone to battle is like a woman who has not had a child."
Originally posted by Red NightHow did it strike you?
I'm talkingto a client on the phone about an hour ago and he starts talking about his WWII experiences.
He misses the excitement. The adrenaline rush from the fear heightens his senses and makes him feel more alive than he did in his life before or since.
He makes the following comment which I right down because it strikes me:
"A man that has not gone to battle is like a woman who has not had a child."
Originally posted by Red Nightdo you work in geriatric services? if he turned 18 right at the end of WW2, in 1945, he'd be about 82 now. Kind of sad if his life peaked so early, and he's spent the last 64 odd years never quite getting that rush he had back then. maybe he should have tried skydiving or shark wrasslin or something. or maybe he did, and even these didn't measure up. better tell him that if, in the search for that ultimate adrenalin high, he ever gets the urge to tie a curtain cord around his nuts and string himself up in a closet for some quality time alone, he'd better make his peace with whatever god he believes in, if any, first.
I'm talkingto a client on the phone about an hour ago and he starts talking about his WWII experiences.
He misses the excitement. The adrenaline rush from the fear heightens his senses and makes him feel more alive than he did in his life before or since.
Originally posted by BlackampHe's 84 now.
do you work in geriatric services? if he turned 18 right at the end of WW2, in 1945, he'd be about 82 now. Kind of sad if his life peaked so early, and he's spent the last 64 odd years never quite getting that rush he had back then. maybe he should have tried skydiving or shark wrasslin or something. or maybe he did, and even these didn't measure up. better ...[text shortened]... lity time alone, he'd better make his peace with whatever god he believes in, if any, first.
Originally posted by Red NightFor many years after leaving the military i felt bored with everyday life. However, after being diagnosed as nutz and receiving anti-nutz therapy i learned that " you've never lived until you've almost died " Now i spend my life realizing how good life can be. It's a shame your friend never received the proper help, but it's never too late. He's probably had PTSD all these years.
I'm talkingto a client on the phone about an hour ago and he starts talking about his WWII experiences.
He misses the excitement. The adrenaline rush from the fear heightens his senses and makes him feel more alive than he did in his life before or since.
He makes the following comment which I right down because it strikes me:
"A man that has not gone to battle is like a woman who has not had a child."
GRANNY.
Originally posted by smw6869Has the therapy actually worked? I am not being a smart butt.
For many years after leaving the military i felt bored with everyday life. However, after being diagnosed as nutz and receiving anti-nutz therapy i learned that " you've never lived until you've almost died " Now i spend my life realizing how good life can be. It's a shame your friend never received the proper help, but it's never too late. He's probably had PTSD all these years.
GRANNY.
Originally posted by Very RustyAbsolutely, i no longer dream of my friend's brains being splattered on my face. I dream of wild flower battle fields and marigold jungles. I get my adrenalin from roller coasters and white water canoeing....most of the time.
Has the therapy actually worked? I am not being a smart butt.
"You've never lived until you've almost died. For those that fight for it, life has a flavor the protected will never know"
GRANNY.
Originally posted by smw6869When I was a small kid (yes, this story happened recently;p), people trew me in a pool but I couldnt swim! I did have some experience with being under 'water' in my moms belly, but this was different since mommy wasnt supplying me with oxygen anymore. She was just standing at the side watching! I was kicking and mowing my arms not to drown, it felt like a fight to death with the water.
"You've never lived until you've almost died. For those that fight for it, life has a flavor the protected will never know"
Does that count?
Originally posted by zozozozoSOSO
When I was a small kid (yes, this story happened recently;p), people trew me in a pool but I couldnt swim! I did have some experience with being under 'water' in my moms belly, but this was different since mommy wasnt supplying me with oxygen anymore. She was just standing at the side watching! I was kicking and mowing my arms not to drown, it felt like a fight to death with the water.
Does that count?
GRANNY.
Originally posted by Red NightPush his wheelchair across a busy intersection.....he'll love it.
I'm talkingto a client on the phone about an hour ago and he starts talking about his WWII experiences.
He misses the excitement. The adrenaline rush from the fear heightens his senses and makes him feel more alive than he did in his life before or since.
He makes the following comment which I right down because it strikes me:
"A man that has not gone to battle is like a woman who has not had a child."
Originally posted by Red NightI would not consider having a child anything like going into battle.
I'm talkingto a client on the phone about an hour ago and he starts talking about his WWII experiences.
He misses the excitement. The adrenaline rush from the fear heightens his senses and makes him feel more alive than he did in his life before or since.
He makes the following comment which I right down because it strikes me:
"A man that has not gone to battle is like a woman who has not had a child."
Birthing a child is totally involuntary as far as the muscles pushing, you know it's going to come out and you can't stop it, but it is the worst pain I know of. Maybe like having a limb ripped off.
I don't remember a lot of adrenaline, just feeling exhausted.