She has had a cough for years, but this cough is different. Deeper, harder, louder, more winded. It sounds like the harsh, low-pitched rumble of thunder. And now her phlegm is blood tinged, with specks of clots. And she has lost weight—a lot of weight. “I’m too small for my clothes,” she says. “If I turn sideways, I’ll disappear.” And now she is tethered to an oxygen tank. I am worried. I am her grandson and caregiver. “What do you think’s wrong, Grandma? Emphysema?” “I don’t know,” she answers. But like a tarot card, she knows; she just will not say.

中文翻译：

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一位患者关于晚期癌症的观点-有时最好不要去看。

她已经咳嗽多年了，但是这种咳嗽却不一样。更深，更硬，更大声，更曲折。听起来像刺耳的刺耳低沉的隆隆声。现在，她的痰中充满了血液，并带有血块。她减肥了很多。“我太小了，我的衣服，”她说。“如果我转身，我会消失的。” 现在她被拴在氧气罐上了。我很担心。我是她的孙子和照顾者。“你怎么了？奶奶？气肿？” 她回答：“我不知道。” 但是她知道像塔罗牌一样。她只是不会说。