There are better and worse ways of dying though. Getting cancer while you're still young enough to have fun and enjoy life and spending a lot of time in pain and going from one doctor to another isn't really how I want to go.
You say that as if there's a choice when really there isn't. It's fundamentally out of my control what kills me. Hell, the cancer could be growing already, or the clot or aneurism. And the amount of crap you get exposed to just drinking the water and breathing the air these days, not to mention the food you eat. You could try to minimise carcinogens but in the end it's basically a lost battle unless you completely isolate yourself from society and the outside world.
Also, if I do get terminal cancer I'm not doing those cycles of pointless chemo and radiation. I'll simply live on until the cancer becomes too unbearable, at which point I'll accept my fate and die.
