My name is Brian Lange. In very early 1991, I was having some health issues, and having difficulty getting them diagnosed. After recovering from a serious case of pancreatitis, I began having Grand Mal seizures, and the search for the cause of those began. At the same time, on the first day of the original Gulf War against Iraq, my father died suddenly. He was cremated, and my oldest brother took his ashes and stored them.
It was only a couple of weeks after that I was diagnosed with a type of tumor between the two halves of my brain almost directly behind my eyes. It was removed on Valentine's Day 1992. Because of the damage that had been done to my brain by the tumor, I had lost nearly half the strength in my left side (I am left-handed), I couldn't talk for nearly 6 months. Also, I had lost much of my dexterity in my left hand, and I had developed memory issues and would forget words, and what I was even doing. The Drs. told me that because of the ongoing seizures, I wouldn't be able to ride a motorcycle or even drive a car. It took me nearly 13 years to recover enough to go back to work, drive, and ride a motorcycle again, which I eventually was able to do. However, by that time, my wife had become disabled due to issues with her liver that would lead to her death in 2018.
I ended up with my father's ashes and had intended to take them back to Illinois and spread them there where he had grown up, and his family was. But it seemed that work, bills, and life, in general, seemed to always keep that plan on the back burner. It always seemed to find itself lower in priority than work needing to be done to the house, the car, the motorcycle, etc. After I lost my wife in 2018, I lost my home, and nearly everything. I am back on disability with a bad back, and heart failure, among other issues. Time is growing short, and I truly feel that I need to raise this up on the priority scale and complete this task.
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