I knew three people who had terminal cancer, once survived three years, one survived two years and one nine months, in all instances I am glad they fought tooth and nail to remain alive as long as possible, to see kids graduate, to see siblings get married, etc.
I don’t understand the concept of just rolling over and dying: whatever happened to “I refuse to @#$$#ing die!”
I don’t even go to weddings, graduations, etc. Attended a wedding once when I was 8.
I hear ya. My mother was 80 and although she was/is ready to go at any time, she fought to stay alive. MAJOR operation and came through with flying colors. She is now 87, seen most of her grandkids marry, witnessed the latest great grandchild’s birth. She is perfectly healthy despite the odds. (with no further treatment)
Or we could have just said no to the operation and let her die. The “state” surely would have denied her if they had been in charge.