Most people know what a bucket list is. If you saw the movie “Bucket List” starring Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman, then you know what it is and how it works. If you do not know, basically, it is list of things a person would like to accomplish before he/she “kicks the bucket.” (The slang term for dying. Hence, the name bucket list.) Looking on line there are many sites devoted to creating one’s own bucket list, to giving a person ideas to add to his/her list, to even sporting videos and how to’s. Amazing!
Have any of you created a bucket list? I have a small list in my head of the major things I would like to do before I “kick the bucket,” but it is by no means officially recorded anywhere, except in my gray cells. One of the things on my list, which has been there for years, is to learn to scuba dive, and once I learn, I would actually like to have a few adventures in water that is actually blue, and not gray like the waters off the coast of Southern Cali.
In high school, which was just a “few” years ago for me, we had an assembly once in which some scuba folks came and showed us the equipment, a movie, and rhapsodized on how amazing scuba diving was. I was hooked right off. I love the water, and I always loved watching Jacques Cousteau and the Calypso go diving around the world and teaching about the amazing creatures under the sea. I wanted to scuba dive so badly, but in a family with 7 children, money didn’t grow on any of the trees in our yard. Scuba diving is an expensive sport.
As an adult money wasn’t flowing in like crazy and I had a family of my own to support. On top of that I had become a rather large woman after having 2 children (Yes, I still blame my girth on the baby fat those children put on me when I was pregnant) and I was certain that there was not a wet suit big enough to cover this big mama. I have never gotten over the wish to learn to scuba dive. So what has this got to do with anything?
Allow me to explain. Very recently I have been diagnosed as having moderately severe obstructive sleep apnea (OSA). In relation to the life span and bucket lists, untreated OSA can take 10 to 15 years of a person’s life. In that case, one should start working on his/her bucket list and then get into gear and do the things listed. However, I have decided that I really do love life and want to live as long as I can in a healthy way, so I have chosen to lose weight (which has a direct correlation with OSA), and use a CPAP (Continuous Positive Airway Pressure) machine which is the recommended treatment for OSA. To get the benefits from the air being blown at me, I have to wear a mask connected to tubing. The mask fits tightly so that there will not be any air leaks. Though my daughter told me I look like Hannibal Lecter wearing the mask, and I thoroughly do not, it gives me the feeling of being connected to a regulator and oxygen tank. In my convoluted thought process, remember, I am a genius and I like to connect odd things together to make a coherent thought, this new CPAP equipment has made me think of my long held desire to learn to scuba dive. Getting used to the mask and avoiding air leaks kind of translates when scuba diving to have an airtight mask. After all, who wants to suck ocean water up one’s nose instead of oxygen. Most of us don’t have gills and don’t do well snorting water. I’d like to know if any of you have gills and can breathe deeply under water.
So now that some major bills have been paid off, and I am losing weight so that there will be a wet suit just my size, I can put learning to scuba dive near the top of my bucket list, along with becoming fluent in Spanish instead of speaking un poquito, as one of the things I will accomplish before I croak, take a dirt nap, pass on, bite the dust, return to mother earth, or kick the bucket!
So, what would you like to do before you bite the big one? Plan and make it happen. (Refer to the Something to Think About quote listed above.)
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