My DH of almost 49 has been battling cancer for way longer than anyone expected. There have been several trips to the ER all with the usual..he can't survive this one. I call the relatives, make the decisions the hospital needs, etc, etc. Each time, looking even grimmer. This time, I called all his friends, too, it seemed very certain this time was it for sure. 3 days later, he is better again and will likely be sent home w/private nurse. I told him I had been cleaning out his drawers and closet for space to put my fabric! I couldn't believe how hard he laughed. He said he was probably lucky I hadn't taken all his clothes to a shelter yet.