Rule 1: The RIGBY

Rule 2: Reframe setbacks

Rule 3: Rig the game so you always feel progress

Rule 1: Nobody’s coming to save you

Rule 2: Embrace the crisis

Rule 3: Like the person you see in the mirror

https://www.youtube.com/@threerulespodcast/videos

https://www.youtube.com/@struthless/videos

I was awake at 5am in hospital and Andrew Hamilton came up on my feed. I kept meaning to watch this video. Being an OG crew fan.This led me on to watch several other vids from the same channel, The other main one was from Struthless.

These effected me enough to post the interviews up on my blog. What would be my three rules for life ? I had no idea !

Rule 1 : Embrace the journey.

I fought for a very long time not to do this. I was fit and healthy to a very high level and damaged my back which almost crippled me. Not long after I was told I was terminal and required a double lung transplant. This failed after two years and I spent the next 10 years on an oxygen hose. Before all my other injuries and a second transplant.

When I was on oxygen I had my dogs and cats for company and I began writing. i had learned to live in the moment. I had started to embrace what was happening to me and looked upon it as the only way I was ever going to learn anything about myself. Ive always learnt the hard way.

I read a book that said after we cross to the other side we choose the life we need to come back as to learn. I thought i was a dumbarse for picking this one but I stopped being angry all the time.

Rule 2 : Adaption. (Learn to adapt)

Everytime Ive had a new crisis in life Ive had to learn to adapt and learn new ways of doing things or I would have sat there and never grown or accepted what was happening to me. Ive seen to many people with injuries that have never accepted them and have never learnt how to work around them. Mental adaptivity is even a more powerful skill to learn than to physically adapt.

Rule 3 : Find a purpose.

I went from being very highly qualified in security to not walking. At the end of the ten years on oxygen i had spent four years in a wheel chair. Writing became my purpose at the time. I then built a bus to travel in where I became interested in bushcraft before starting this blog. I now do voluntary work gardening, which gets me up in the mornings. The last six months Ive become involved in political activism Id guess you’d call it. Its more trying to educate people as to how stupid politicians are. Id like to start a social media page for people to put up their stories on the NDIS to let others know what a shit show it is.

Without a purpose I see too many people give up on life and see no reason to get out of bed.

Ill go into more detail of these if anyone is ever interested.

After watching this I decided to embrace the suck. Ive been sitting in hospital for four days with possible rejection after 12 years post transplant. Id been two months out of hospital and it took that long to build my lung capacity back up to restart my rehab on my knee. I spat the dummy at three hospitals on Thursday and almost gave up caring. I didnt want to deal with it anymore. A mate reckons I have built up more resilience than most people can dream of and yet it didn’t feel like it last week. I dint want to be back in hospital, deal with doctors,, the NDIS is a shitshow to deal with. Ive been putting pressure on myself to get back to doing my training courses and martial arts and just thought it was never going to happen. The pain has flared up with the torn tendon in my bicep to four more tears in my deltoid , bursitis and rotator cuff injuries. Im back on tramadol every day and a couple of light beers to help it work. Im waiting on a CT scan to see if theres any change in the lungs and a broncosopy tomorrow. The MRI on my pancreas showed the 13mm lump hadnt changed but the second 3mm lump had grown to 6mm. I decided to take one day at a time, focus on getting settled down in a house and not worry about anything else. If it happens it happens.