The neighbor, my age, or thereabouts, is dying of pancreatic cancer. "1 week to live" a source at the hospital says, nurses are the worst, they see only what generally happens and never what could happen.
I've only met him a couple of times, but this hits close to home, he was a bit of a drinker, heavy smoker, he's in the hospital wearing out his last few days on earth...
I gotta quit drinking and smoking. Or cut back a lot. Being sick has done that for me, I'm not awake long enough to do any great damage there, already, when I'm not coughing or expectorating up great globules of phlegm I'm breathing clearer, but I have to make sure I follow up on this when I'm better...
...and it sets me to thinking, one week to live, I sure and the hell wouldn't want to be spending it in the hospital, time to start working on my finances and make sure I have some options open...