Fuckin' Monday

"At this point, the worst part is that she's about to go through this thing, this ordeal, and at the end of it, she'll probably be dead before me."

That's what a friend of mine told me on the phone a couple minutes ago when I called to see if there's anything I could do for him as he heads off to California to be with his daughter as she starts treatment for colon cancer that has already metastasized. He knows she's fucked. She knows she's fucked. And it's not fair.

She's my age. And quite possibly won't see another birthday. I'm a little shaken, to say the least.