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@pampou I recently watched an interview with William Shatner (Captain Kirk), where he was asked if he feared death. The interviewer seemed genuinely surprised when Mr. Shatner answered "yes." He went on to explain that the uncertainty is what makes it frightening—everyone’s end is different. Some pass quietly in their sleep, while others go through a very difficult struggle.

It seems so much like radiation therapy in that way. The outcomes vary so drastically: some people suffer terrible complications, like having their epiglottis fuse to their throat wall and losing the ability to eat, while others are fortunate enough to regain their quality of life.

One thing is certain—I don't even pretend to comprehend the randomness of it all. It shows how truly empathetic you are when you mention being grateful that your symptoms aren't as bad as what others endure.

Thank you so much for your kind, positive words to me. At 67 years old, I have to admit that I'm getting a bit too tired to keep climbing those stairs just to go down the slide again.

Thank you again. You are in my thoughts and prayers. Please keep me in yours. This forum has been a real lifesaver in so many ways. Meeting great people such as yourself make it all worthwhile.

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@thomason I am 76 and have never feared death, only an ugly prolonged one. I have never let side effects or pain stop me. While going through radiation and on oxycontin and a fentanyl patch, I was cutting my grass wearing a balaclava to protect my face from sunlight. I cooked for my husband while I consumed ramen noodle soup and green tea. I did all the housework and shopping. Three weeks after my 9 hour surgery I was participating in a political march and volunteer lobbying at my state capitol, a one hour drive away. One week after my tongue surgery I was publicly speaking at my local Board of Supervisors meeting and did it with pain and slurred speech. I just don't have time to give into this crap. Sure, I do the woe is me stuff too and shed a few tears, but that is just being human and lamenting how unfair life can be. I always thought drowning in a vat of Hershey's chocolate would be a fun way to leave this mortal coil. I am an atheist, so an afterlife is not in my mindset but I do wish you a peaceful and healthy life.