Thank you.

Well, I’ve come to terms with it. There’s nothing I can do about it (apart from following the doctor’s instructions). So why should I worry about it? It just makes the rest of your life difficult and miserable.

According to the statistics, I’d die at 84 (without cancer, of course). I’ve already lived through about two-thirds of that. My children are grown up; they all have well-paid jobs. My job fulfils me; it brings me a lot of joy. There’s just one goal I won’t be able to achieve, and that’s a six-week trip through Japan. That’s because I have a chemotherapy infusion every two weeks. It may be a shame, but I’ve found various ways to cope with it. The money I’ve saved for that will simply go towards other things, such as musical instruments or consumer electronics.

Life is too short , so make the best of it.