My 58 year old mum has terminal lung cancer. No surgery, radiotherapy or clinical trials. Chemotherapy and immunotherapy will give her an average of two years. We found out on Friday 13th which feels comical really. Went to visit a friend today who spent a good 15 minutes moaning about the inconvenience of losing their car key at the gym and the effort they’ll have to go to now to sort this out. I couldn’t have cared less and was desperate to leave. I know I’m not unreasonable, I just don’t have anywhere to vent that won’t bring others down. I’m only 34. My Mum will miss out on so much.