I did genealogical research in a small town in Kansas where my great-grandmother’s clan resided. My distant cousin lived there. Her husband had slipped on the ice and cracked a rib, helping someone who was stuck in the snow. Went in for X-rays and the doc said, “Your body is full of cancer. You have about 4 weeks.” “When would I have noticed any symptoms?” “In a couple of weeks.” He died in 4 weeks.
My God, absolutely terrifying. Life is precious as it gets, don’t waste a minute because any one of us could be gone tomorrow.