Life's different with kids. I'd literally give up anything for an extra hour with my kids. I would also give up everything to give them a better life. It's a complicated situation and people are dumbing it down as much as possible, and it's a little unfair. It's very easy to say what you'd do when it's just you, but these fucking progeny put their hooks in you, I swear to God. They have made me into a person I never thought I would be, and I can guarantee if they said "Dad, five more minutes," I'd do it.
None of this should even be a talking point. Dude should've had access to treatment regardless, and he shouldn't have to worry about jeopardizing his kids next 20 years for their next 20 days. It's gross. It makes me sad.
I had a friend who lived with a few dudes in a house, and I go over to her place and she's getting ready and one of her roommates is sitting in the kitchen eating a chicken breast and broccoli. We get to chatting, and he tells me he's going to Olympic trials for luge, and so obviously I ask how you get into that.
He ends up telling me he ran and was successful at track, and he basically got poached, mainly because of his size and his running ability.
So yeah. That's it.