Kilmartin, who is a writer on Conan, has been live-tweeting from her father's bedside, sharing her family's experiences at a heartbreaking time.
Surrounding our Dad with love and sarcasm.
Dad now in hospice. I told Dad if he sees Chris Hitchens, inform him that women not being funny wasn't the only thing he was wrong about.
For Valentine's Day, I got my Dad a gift card from JC Penney. I said, "Dad, I want this card to expire before you do."
Hard to leave Dad's side. I am drawn to him like a moth to a flame (that's about to go out)
Dad can't talk, but if he could, I think he'd say, "You and your sister really messed up tonight's bed to chair transfer."
Kilmartin has caught the attention of Twitter the past few days.
Guys, @anylaurie16 is Live Tweeting taking care of her rapidly-dying-from-terminal-cancer dad and it is epic.
Losing Dad, gaining followers. The Lord truly works in mysterious ways.
Many of her tweets lightheartedly poke fun at her dad, who served in the Army during the Korean War.
Dad has lung cancer. I offered to be Jesse to his Walt, but he didn't take me up on it.
True story. Found a letter from Dad. He was appalled I didn't have a prom date and he called the guys at my school "a bunch of bumblebees."
Dad just let me turn on MSNBC during a Fox News commercial break. Time for Last Rites.
Dad deploying his "I tired from cancer" excuse, leaving us to chat these boring visitors.
Other times, she addresses the difficulty her family is going through with a spark of humor.
Guys, I'm just trying to grieve in advance, so I can relax and have fun at the funeral.
7 yo son asked how Grandpa got lung cancer. I said, "Well, he quit a long time ago, but for many many years, Grandpa played Minecraft."
Every day, I set a new goal of not seeing Dad's genitals when I help him off the toilet.
For the first time, our suffer-in-silence Dad said his pain was a "10." Although that could've been because we were watching The View.
Hospice said signs my Dad's body is shutting down: loss of appetite, loss of thirst and him looking me in the eye and calling me "handsome."
And sometimes, she doesn't need to say anything at all.
55 years