For the sake of time
For the sake of time
“You know you are going to die.”
“Yes.”
“Do you think you will die?”
“Certainly.”
“This letter is two years old and tells me that your disease is terminal.”
I looked blankly and listened to a statement of the obvious.
“You have only been given six months to live.”
The blank look continued.
“Have you given it some thought over what this may mean?”
“Absolutely.”
Are you afraid?
Again the blank look.
“Don’t worry we will keep you going as long as possible.”
“Why?”
I got up to leave.
“But surely you want to live as long as you can.”
“Do you know what the legacy of my life will be?”
“No.”
“Then why would you want to prolong it?”
John Audet
