I think I know what dying is like. I’ve been doing it for the past six to nine months or so. Slowly fading away. Lost 50 pounds. Mind foggy. Losing life focus and desire. Abdomen pain.
Seeing myself in the mirror each morning is a real shock.
With the Coronavirus pandemic, doctors just weren’t available. When things finally opened up a little in May, I had a pretty good idea of what examinations might find. However, hearing the words “stage 4” was unnerving.
The absolute hardest part was coming home and telling my wife.