The most practical side to dying slowly was the knowledge that my
family was going to get to say goodbye to me and I to them. A final “I love
you,” a final hug and last words of comfort from my family would make dying
slowly better than getting hit by a bus. On top of that my family would have
closure without guilt because they would know there was nothing they could have
done to save me. That would be the best part of all.
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