We had some really bad news this morning, one of our close friends was diagnosed with cancer, the man has it bad and the prognosis isn't good; he's been told to "get his affairs in order", which as we all know is a another way of saying its time to leave the party. What's worse is that he's only 40 and has two kids the exact same ages as ours. As with most people in his situation he now has one of those impossible choices to make between aggressive chemotherapy to live a little longer and letting nature take its course; feelings of numbness and sorrow are overwhelming in our house today.
fucking cancer.
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