Sh*t or get off the pot

This is what my best friend said to me when she called the other night asking about my MIL.

Now, I know what you're thinking. "Damn, that was harsh." But I actually had to laugh outloud. You get to a point in a situation like this one where, despite the knowledge of what is actually happening, you really can't wait for it all to be over.

You never want to wish ill for anyone, always asking for positive thoughts. Well, the positive thoughts have gone from 'get well soon' to 'let the end be swift.'

Somebody send me a bottle of tequila.