You constantly think, 'Will the chemotherapy work for this time? Is it worth doing it? Does it make sense to be treated or it is enough? What if you’ll feel yourself unbearable during the chemotherapy and after that?' You won’t be able even to rise from the bed again and feel yourself an encumbrance till you’ll lose your ability to think. Even when several courses of chemo are completed there may be a remission and the cancer may be detected again. You might lose your heart. You go to church, pray, become involved in the Holy Sacrament, go to the witch-doctor and want to believe that that will vanish and you’ll be healthy or everything just will end.
How often somebody shows you his or her own funeral dress?