How am I meant to do this? Watch her die? See her pain? Feel her anxiety? How can I say it'll all be okay when I know it won't? How do I console? What can I say to help? How do I keep my patience intact and not get frustrated with this disease? How can I explain to her that my anger is fear realized? How do I do this? How am I going to do this? And how am I going to go on?