#53 A bad situation that turned out for the best.
During the summer my dear old dad fell out of bed and cut his head open on the night stand. He ended up needing stitches. Because he takes blood thinners he had to have a cat scan or an MRI or something of that nature to make sure he wasn’t bleeding in his brain. What they did find was evidence that he had been having little strokes. This opened the door to more testing and then they discovered that his right carotid artery was almost completely blocked. They scheduled surgery and he came through with flying colors. If my dad hadn’t fallen out of bed, the ticking time bomb in his neck probably would have gone off within the year leaving him the victim of a massive stroke. Yep. Falling out of bed was one of the best things that happened to my dad.

This happened when I lived in Alaska too. I remember someone from the village got into a fight and was severely beaten. The person was beaten so badly that they needed to be med-evaced to Anchorage. While that person was there they found cancer. The doctors told the person that the beating saved their life. True story.

#54 Finding a bag of cash.
If I found a bag of cash. I would teach myself to do a cartwheel to express how happy I was to find said cash. Actually, if it was a lot of cash I would try and find the person who lost it because finding a bag of cash is awesome. Losing a bag of cash….pretty awful.

The village I lived in did not have a bank so to get cash you would have to write a check at the store or win a poker game. And in the case of the poker game it would all be in nickels and dimes. So, each fall when I went up to Alaska I would give my sister my cash card and when I was getting to the the end of my pile of cash I would call her and tell her to send me two hundred dollars. I know, I know. Sending cash in the mail is beyond stupid. But, I was living in Alaska and it lends itself to doing stupid things often. The money always made it safe and sound into my hands but one time I misplaced the envelope. I think that I misplaced it because that is the kind of woman I am. I imagine someone could have stolen it or found it and then didn’t tell me, but I choose to put the blame on myself. I like to think that if someone did find the $200 it made their day and they spent it on something like Coca Cola or a nice little squirrel knick-knack because we all know that the world needs more squirrels.

#55 Would you rather win the Nobel Prize or be a rock star?
Nobel Prize without a doubt. If I were Bono, I would say BOTH!!!