ABSTRACT
The seven years 1999–2006 were ones of almost biblical difficulty for my life. I had endocarditis, emergency surgery on my femoral artery, a severe ileosecal infection. Then, I was diagnosed with prostate cancer. On completing radiation treatment I was told to prepare for open heart surgery a few months later. In this same time period both my parents died. And, in an ironic twist to the various scales of stressors, we redid our house completely.
