On of my best friends found out today that her mom's cancer is terminal,and they have told her she has three months; probably less, and should contact hospice. They are not seeking a second opinion because they "don't want to offend the doctors they currently see" (direct quote)
This is her third round with cancer, three years ago (about six months before my friend's wedding) they found out that her breast cancer had moved to her sternum and liver. This time it's in more bones, her lungs and has damaged her liver to the point of almost no function.
So, whatever you believe in, please send it their way.
Inside me is a thin woman trying to get out. I usually shut the bitch up with a martini.