What would you do if you went to the doctors, and they told you only had one week to live?

Would you panic?

Would you cry?

There are so many different reactions/emotions that could course through you in that instance, with those few simple words: "one week to live".

Hearing the variety of insane adventures people come up with when they are given that question is fascinating.

Everyone sees their lives flash before them in their own unique way.

Each person looks at the question a bit differently.

I had to think long and hard about what I would do if I had a week left on this Earth.

Before anything else, I would make sure I told my immediate family. I know it would be hard for them to hear, and my mom would most likely start bawling her eyes out, but it would be better than not telling anyone and dying abruptly.

Next, I would write each of my friends a long letter saying how much I love them and explaining the situation at hand. I would tell each of them I will always be them no matter what, and me being gone will not ruin their lives, and they will get through this.

After I had written all my letters, I would get out my bucket list.

(Yes I actually have one written down because why not? It's just stuff I want to do in life before I die)

I would go through the easy ones first: get a tattoo, eat vanilla pudding out of a mayonnaise in public, and go skydiving.

There are quite a few things on my bucket list that I would not be able to get done with a week left to live, however.

I would not be able to go to all my siblings' weddings because they are all younger than me. I also wouldn't be able to go to any of my school reunions (on my bucket list I put not to miss a single one if I have no plans). And I probably wouldn't be able to buy myself a house, or finish college.

I could, however, take my mom to Hawaii like I always promised, and I would take my piece of trash car and drive to as many states I haven't been to yet (which would be 29 of the 50 states).

I would want to do something completely insane and entirely out of my comfort zone as well, like go bungee jumping in Australia or cliff diving in Greece.

Although I have had a lot of amazing adventures in my life, (like going to Ireland and singing in St. patrick's Cathedral in Dublin, or visiting my friend in LA on my own) I want to do so much more.

There are so many trips lined up in my head.

The wanderlust that courses through my veins is strong, and the need to travel has always been there.

I may not want to go out with a big bang, but I do want to do some pretty incredible things before I die. The fact that I haven't been alive for that long, the money I have saved would not be enough to do everything I want to do if I had a week to live.

Which actually kind of stinks.

My last day left would definitely be spent with all my friends. Whether they all like each other or not, I would gather them all together, go to the beach, and have a bonfire under the stars.

We would make s'mores and reminisce about old memories from when we were young. We would share stories we remembered about each other, and for one night (ideally), everyone would get along.

I would give each of them their card, telling them they couldn't open them until the next day.

Then we would all go our separate ways.

There would definitely be a lot of bear hugs that night.

Then I would snuggle under as many fuzzy blankets as possible in bed, with my mom, sister and cats by my side, maybe read a book or talk a bit, before all of us fall asleep.

That is how I would spend my last week.

What would you do if you only had a week to live?