I was absolutely devastated when I found out that my final round of chemotherapy hadn't worked. The one gift I have is that I know when I will die so I am working on planning my own funeral so that my husband won't have to do it when I'm gone. I'm choosing the music and all of the details like the coffins and flowers, as well as working out who will speak at different times. This is a blog for other young people who are facing a terminal diagnosis and need to plan their own funerals. It's the final gift I can give my family.