Hard to tell it seems, but that's the case for all living people. When I first became ill my GPs thought I had myeloma and a chest X-ray showed a possible lung cancer or TB so I hurriedly got my non-funeral plans ready! I intend to get a living will in place asap just in case of any happening when I may want to refuse certain treatments. That was a wakeup call indeed then I got high on the steroids which caused a lot of chaos and misunderstanding - it certainly prompted me to sort out my close friend and family list! Now I have my diagnosis it doesn't seem so bad, yes I can't do what I used to but am so much better since having 2 Rituximab treatments and the doctors I have here in Leicester are wonderful, I was very lucky to be diagnosed as quickly as possible, so saving my kidneys and joints I am sure. I am happy and not worried, trusting in my consultant who told me to ring her if I get any more symptoms, like the wound on one leg which appeared when joint pains started. I love to get up in the morning and plan my day, have carried on volunteering for Cruse Bereavement Care, which is very important for me and am an active campaigner for DyingInDignity, have been for a number of years. So life goes on mostly as before, now the worst is over, doing things more slowly and not overdoing one thing, appreciating life and all it offers, having meaningful encounters or conversations with others, taking up opportunities as they come my way.