Kiss my husband, children and grandchildren. Now you brought tears to my eyes just thinking of it. I must find a more cheerful thread to bring back the smiles.
Plan the funeral. I Expect it to be well attended. And after we ado what we do, we get on a ship and dump me in the ocean. But if i were dying, and i suppose in a vague way i rather am, i would want MORE PAIN KILLERS. cant get outa bed without those suckers,