What would it be like to be told of a diagnosis?
Not that kind of chronic condition I am saying.
Like those... Major illnesses with a prognosis of 30% of 1 year survival, and that 30% is one with appropriate treatment.
It is like someone pressed on the countdown timer of life.
As depressing as it can be, especially so when you know that that specific someone and that person has been very nice to you.
It is, heart breaking.
I can only pray.
