I was diagnosed at age 75. Things start breaking down, I was convinced that breast cancer was "my thing". In staging my invasive lobular cancer I had an MRI that showed I also had a renal aneurysm. I thanked God for my breast cancer. After all, I could die quietly by bleeding to death if the aneurism broke. I have had both my cancer treatments and aneurysm taken care of.
I have always looked of the bright side of things and did what I thought I could do to make my life better. I continued to exercise during my treatments, ate healthier and kept close friends and family in my recovery loop (no sense in going it alone). I continued to take Tai Chi classes which centered me. I think we all have tools to help us through difficulties, we have to identify them and then use them.