Well, it was worse for her. But yeah, pretty nasty stuff. After an illness like that, death really and truly becomes a relief and a release. I saw her on the evening before she passed away, and as you can imagine, not pretty. She was basically catatonic and spasming. When I got the call the next day that she was gone my first reaction was of relief, and she was now better
finally, know what I mean? Two years is a long time to be sick and dying for, and other people go much longer than that. It's such a malicious illness.
They say there are no beautful corpses and no dignity in death, but I'd still prefer a bullet behind my ear any day.
Anyway, Billy's fine, and that's great news.