in reply to the rant earlier, the smallest things can mean a lot when you are facing a terminal disease. My husband had renal failure (transplanted in 2004), one thing that he has kept was a piece of rope that was tied to the front door. He had to wrap his hand in the rope in order to be able to open the door. He got stuck in the bathroom a few times because he was not strong enough to turn the knob and open it. Not that he goes and pushes it one other people, but it is a reminder of what he went through and what to be thankful for.