I think I would choose to have the time left be of some quality, not to endure incredible pain and suffering so much earlier. Not to be in a morphine fog for the remainder of my life. Not to be removed from my family by a haze of vicious poisons that remove your very essence leaving a hollow shell.
For this is what I have seen, this is what those I loved lived and then died. This is what I feel. Me. My personal choice.