My husband's cousin messaged me in late November to say she had been diagnosed with inoperable liver cancer (the way she was told was appalling), but that she was not going to have chemo, she was well, and didn't want to spend the time she had left feeling horrible. They couldn't say how long treatment would give her, outside maybe two years. She had Christmas with husband and died on the 30th. She was still active on Fb on the 27th, he says she was only unwell really for a couple of days. Her family pushed her to get treatment, but she wanted to go on her own terms and she did. She didn't give up, neither did she 'have this', not in the way these posters mean at any rate. She was incredibly brave in her choice, but then under the those circumstances, all choices are difficult, and everyone is both brave and fearful and strong and vulnerable.