A drabble is a piece of fiction constrained to exactly one-hundred words. I use these short works to hone my brevity.
Every year beyond those "months to live" taught us to ignore the prognoses.
Better we live in damned ignorance of the odds, and focus on daily joys.
Like when the incision down your spine leaked orange fluid again.
I smiled and cleaned and did not black out even though those tiny stitches barely held you together at the seams.
Some doctors tried to kill you with their damned ignorance.
Doctors are only human...
You stood up for yourself even when you could not stand – did all the research for them.
You chose what to ignore, and it led to happiness.