Horror story? Are you sure?
I watched my father die a slow painful death over the course of 15 months following diagnosis with inoperable stage four lung cancer. He made it much longer than many expected but he didn't have the energy to even enjoy his family and friends' company for the last six months of his life. He ate a diet of nothing but ginger snaps and key lime pie for the final two months because he couldn't find anything else that he could even get near his mouth without making him gag. Unfortunately he didn't die directly from his cancer. One morning he must have mustered enough strength to think he could drive my stepmother's car down the road a half mile to fill up her gas tank and get her some flowers. He loved taking care of her and it was so hard for him to be taken care of instead; he just wanted to do her a favor that morning. On his way back from the gas station, something happened - he crashed the car head on into a tree going at least 55 miles per hour. To this day we do not if it was an accident (did he pass out at the wheel?) or if he was trying to commit suicide. Sadly, he survived the car crash and spent his final 72 hours in absolute agony with a shattered pelvis, broken femur, and compound fracture of the tibia and fibula in the most awfully depressing room at WakeMed, this on top of not being able to breath because you have tumors that cover both lungs and have fully engulfed your heart in the process.We knew that he didn't have the strength to recover from the injuries. There were no options. We ultimately decided to send him for hip replacement surgery, knowing full well that there was little to no chance he would be able to come off a ventilator once they put him on it for the surgery. Two days after the surgery we had to take him off the ventilator. I watched him take his last gasping breath.
I didn't write all that for pity - absolutely not. I am at peace with everything that happened. I wrote it only because you asked for a horror story. And let me tell you, it can be horrific. I am also not trying to throw stones. I smoked from age 16 to 27. Been smoke free for five years. You can do it.