In the long term, everyone is dead. The rest is just timing.
I read that in a Richard Weyand novel. Might have misplaced a word or two, but that thought has been echoing ever since I read it.
Guess I'm working on timing now.
Starting to run low on doctors appointments, and the answers are shaping up into something on the unhappy side. I'm finding the docs do not like to put plain words to their results, but I see that when I voice my fears they mostly just nod and press their lips together.
I'm still processing this. Coming to grips with it, if you will.
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