A couple four years ago my business partner of 18 years gets diagnosed with lung cancer. He is told 12 months if he does chemo, 6 months if he doesn't. I immediately know which one he will choose. But he lets his family pester him into doing it, and it goes bad really fast. He ends up with 3 months of excruciating pain. The guy who I spoke with almost every day multiple times a day for 18 years... I get to talk to once for 5 minutes, and he is semi-coherent. All he manages to really get out is "we had a good run kid". When Sloan Kettering tells the family they are going to send him home with pain meds because there isn't anything more that can be done, they shop him around till they get Maimonides in Brooklyn to prolong his agony.
to be continued........
to be continued........