You have two weeks to live. What would you do in that time?

This may have been asked before. Many people say they would spend as much time as possible with their families. I would probably be drawn into doing the same thing but, while I was with them, (and without them) I’d be eating everything I love non-stop. I’d look so foolish (who would care) as I stuffed myself with cake with buttercream frosting, corn dogs, cheeseburgers, hot fudge sundaes, Margaritas. What would you do in your last two weeks if you had no pain and no hope? You can still talk, cry and pray with a mouthful of spare ribs.