not even a year ago, an uncle of mine got diagnosed with cancer. he died back in july.
before his death, though, this other uncle of ours - doctor, barely 50, fit and healthy -- also was diagnosed with cancer. but this time it looked like luck was on our side as they seemed to have caught it right before it got time to spread too much. he also knew which doctors to go to since they were pretty much all his friends. good. the first treatment went fine but left a small amount of the cancer (i believe). they then decided to do some chemo around the fall and see if that would eradicate it completely. chances were good. well, tonight i got some bad news from my mom. he's now in terminal condition. something in his blood actually quickened the pace of the disease instead of stopping it like they thought it would. doctors say he has about two to four weeks to live.
now i felt really shitty about this because this man has been really good about keeping fit and staying healthy all his fucking life. and he was diagnosed just last summer, for christ's sake.
but the saddest part of this whole thing are my cousins. they're just under my age and the brightest things you've ever seen. and i feel incredibly sad and torn for them. okay, i lost my dad when i was 16. but that doesn't even compare to this, living with your dad, knowing these are his last weeks ever. it's excruciating.
anyway. i wanted to get this out.
i just asked this other aunt for the family's email or snail mail address so i can at least write to them (seems my aunt doesn't want too many visitors because my uncle's really getting sick. i don't like it but it's her decision).
and i'd just like to ask you to have a thought or a prayer for my two cousins whenever you read this. that would be cool.
thank you and have a good night.
Posted by Anonymous | 12:31 AM
