I'd lock it away in the back of my mind and get on with my days. I also wouldn't tell anyone I have it - not even my parents.
This.
if i was diagnosed with something terminal with no chance of remission, there's quite a few people i'd like to take out before i go.![]()
Probably coupled with this. There's a lovely stretch of road near my house where plenty of chavs from the local hive do laps on their hairdryer powered mopeds at all hours of the night. A high-powered rifle with a night vision scope would certainly make my last few nights far more satisfying.
Of course, knowing my luck I'd get caught and the cancer would magically disappear over night...