Listen to the diagnosis but do not lose your shit in front of him, stay strong
Hope he can meditate those white cells into compliance
Feed him organic, why not?
Nuke him, chemo him, radiate the shit out of him but don’t forget to stay positive
Don’t upset people with your doom and gloom and surtout, do not mention death, it makes everyone soooooo uncomfortable
Ok docs, even though he’s terminal, aspirate that fucking blood clot out of his artery; please he has two little girls
Hold his wife up, wipe her snot, grief is so messy; better to be hit by a truck?
Do not worry about getting him to walk again for the rest of his life, it is not going to happen
Dope him up, make him comfortable so he can get his affairs in order, help him write farewell letters to his girls
Take his pulse and remove the tubes, close his eyes, call everyone, it is time to gather and bid a life farewell