I think my demise has been prematurely reported. That's what I think. I think I'm going take this and make medical history, and I really believe that.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
I have been unexpectedly confronted with my own mortality as I was told that I had cancer.
I believe that all the important people in my life prior to 1982 were victimized by my illness.
To tell you the truth, there are all these websites predicting my early death, and it's starting to work on me!
For years, I have been stalked by a bad reputation. Actually, I have been pursued by people who have regarded me as the 'Death and Dying' Lady. They believe that having spent more than three decades in research into death and life after death qualifies me as an expert on the subject. I think they miss the point.
I was paralyzed from the chest down when I was 19, so I kind of put my head together about dying, and I think I've come to terms with it.
I think I'm a survivor. I could have suffered at least 100 professional deaths. I could come up with a list of the 100 times I've come closest to death, from having pneumonia as a child to car crashes.
When I was a child, doctors sent my grandmother home in a wheelchair to die. Diagnosed with end-stage heart disease, she already had so much scar tissue from bypass operations that the surgeons had essentially run out of plumbing. There was nothing more to do, they said; her life was over at 65.
The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
I've always been somebody who's acutely aware of my mortality.