Feels really weird straddling between two worlds. One world where this is a battle that can be won, and the losing battle. Weird feeling both moments apart, no matter how much you believe the battle is going to be won. And yes, it will be won.
Also feels quite weird meeting with your lawyer talking about your will and finances as though you were not going to be around. Tracey and I are working hard to make sure everything is in order in the event I don't beat this rat bastard. I think we have our wills, insurance, bank accounts, car ownership, real property reports and others all figured out.
Funny thing is that it actually makes things better when you get this shit figured out - it allows you to focus on the fun stuff.