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I'm the only living person in my immediate family, having watched my mother die at a very young age, her, and me, she was 34, and I was 7, and it took a year and a half for her to die, she was at the Stanford Medical Hospital in Palo Alto, and they were just experimenting with cobalt and radiation for cancer.
It was a sad year and a half.
then my father at the age of 42, quick, he bled to death after leaving the vets hospital to go get a drink, after just having a leg amputated.
Then my sister, age 34, same as my moms age, from an accidental overdose of Darvon. So, it was quick.
Both brothers died of kidney failure at young ages. (under 50)
I have watched slow deaths, and it has made me pray to die in my sleep, or get hit by a truck, anything but that awful demeaning feeling of helplessness in a hospital bed at everyone's mercy. While they try new treatments , all with the same results.
please QUICK
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