Hmm, maybe a strange question...

This is why I wouldn't/won't hear any ballpark estimates on my time, [or Cindy's, during her fight]. Living in the moment becomes so important, few people, and certainly not me, can stare at the possibilities of the future, in a cancer fight, and find joy in the little things, little moments, consistently. Buy the shoes, buy the ice cream, maybe don't buy the second home, especially of the work of it, devours precious time and resources. I stayed in the moment, because my future was in question.[ all are everyday, but who wants to live life in terrible doubt?]. Cindy's timeframe was all but certain, after a solid fight of 6 1/2 years with a ****[ glioma] that steals many within a year, and almost never lets go. This meant there were days when I had to suck it up, and face the needs down the road, and I did, I planned for our inevitable endings, and for the debilitating effects of the progression for her and for me. But there were all these other days, where we could find a nice lunch, take a spur of the moment drive, hit the local casino and lose ourselves for awhile, shop some for whatever, something she loved, and I loved watching her do, well, every now and then, lol. The ''good'' part of that path,[if there can be one] was not sweating the small stuff, not doing chores, or fixing a thing if we didn't feel like it. We did what we wanted, and though it was a rough time overall, I still have wonderful memories of her and me, and the cocoon we could fit into. Best of luck finding yours...........................................Dave