
Have you ever felt that your heart was going to stop beating? In a bad way. Felt some sort of sorrow that literally made the world slow down and go into slow motion and you could feel your heart come to a stop.
Someone that I love very dearly is suffering from a cruel twist of fate, and the longer they hold on the crueler it gets. Said person needs to have extensive medical treatment, and checkups and they have to be taken there by someone else.-- Me or her significant other (not me.) It is so shitty the looks you get from people... like they are sad for you, and happier than hell that they are not in your shoes.
What is even worse is when people in the medical profession give you the shitty news and expect you to relay it to the terminally ill person. What do you do with that... oh- by the way- they said that your MRI looks like shit.