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Slightly tangential, but still on topic (I think):
We both retired early because we both had health scares back-to-back (me in fall of 2019, her in winter of 2019/2020). I'll spare you the details, but I was pretty sure I would be dead within a year or so. I occupied myself with organizing and listing everything for 1poorlady. Accounts, passwords (I made sure the password manager was up to date). She hadn't really shown interest before, but I taught her how to use Quicken. I wrote instructions about how our internet setup works (modem, router, what to do if 'x' happens). Because a) it would have helped her when I died, and b) when I was not busy my thoughts were somewhat terrifying. Not all the time, but every now and then it would overtake me and I'd just lay down for a while. I can't say I visualized my non-existence, but I was confronted with the very real possibility of it.
1poorlady was really strong. Our daughter told me later that she only broke down in the waiting room when the surgery status board said that my surgery had begun. Turned out it was benign, but they didn't know that until they got it out (a biopsy would have been as invasive as removal, so they just removed it).
