Goodbye Uncle
I just got up this morning and was sitting at the computer trying to take care of guild business when I heard the front door. The only person who lets themselves into my house without calling or knocking is mother, so I stood up from the computer, rolling my eyes because she always picks the most inconvenient times to come over to tell me stupid things I could care less about. Only this time it wasn’t so stupid and I actually pretty much cared.
Uncle Nile passed away.
Apparently he had decided at the first of the year that he was not going to take any more chemo treatments for his liver cancer and just do palliative care. Not that it was any of our business but he did not tell any of us that he had decided to pass over. I can’t say “give up”, having been in excruciating pain myself for nearly a year- there just comes a time when you’re worn down so much that you can’t fight any more- you don’t want to fight any more. He got to that point, I guess. I can’t say that I blame him- chemo is some nasty stuff. I almost wish that Dad had decided to take palliative care himself instead of chemo as I believe he would have had an easier death than being poisoned to death with those chemicals and then drugged up so he’d shut up. But he thought it was his best chance at living, so that’s what he tried. Anyway.
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