The thoughts that go through your mind when you find out you have so little time is everything that you need to say to everyone that you love.

Who has the right to tell me that I don't deserve this choice?

Having the choice at the end of my life has become incredibly important. It has given me a sense of peace during a time that otherwise would be dominated by fear, uncertainty and pain.

We all just realized that I am terminally ill and I'm dying and I would just prefer to die with less pain and less suffering.

There is a difference between a person who is dying and a person who is suicidal. I do not want to die. I am dying.

I feel very fortunate to go surrounded by love. I'm proud of the life I lived.

If you ever find yourself walking a mile in my shoes, I hope that you would be at least be given the same choice.