What had started off as just a minor soon turned into something more serious. Eventually? Fatal. You'd been married about 10 years but she wasn't ready to say goodbye. Neither were you but sometimes the universe had other plans in mind. If some miracle didn't happen soon, you'd be going away soon. It was a scary thought but she knew. Jenna knew. She knew the odds were against you both. Even now while you were laying in the bed, just being comfortable because it was pretty much any day now. If something miraculous didn't happen soon...well, you knew. She brushed a bit of you hair out of you face as she spoke "So, how are you feeling?"