What it's like to be told you're terminally ill.

On being told "it's pretty far along", and the feelings and the thoughts and planning and all the crap that now I have to do. Come along with me if you want. It should be an interesting ride.

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I'm looking at everything as if I'm seeing it for the last time, which may well be true, and it gives me such appreciation for things I've taken for granted all my life. But looking at things for the last time allows me to see a lot of them for the first time, if that makes any sense.

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Sun Jun 27

Ruminations on a Sunday morning……

I’ve not had my coffee yet.

I’m gloomy today.

I wonder what’s the use of going on if I’m in this much discomfort and need Hospice care just to get the day going every day.

Ditto Ativid and Morphine.

I think I’d better have my coffee!