“If I ever get ill, let me die. Honestly. And I don’t want resuscitating. I’m ok with a home, don’t hesitate about that…remember Nan at Farmingham went into one? And she was fine. I’ll just flirt with all the young doctors
My Mum, on the subject of her eventual demise. Cheers Mum. (via favellabomb)
My mother has said this to me verbatim.
