But we don't know which one.
My mother's brother Stewart has known for at least half a year that his cancer is terminal. My mother and I were going to fly to the UK to visit him but had to delay because of my dad's health and then because she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer.
She found out today from her older brother that Stewart has gone into hospice but the older brother was confused and fuzzy on the details. He has a contact number for someone who likely knows what's going on but didn't know where it was and told Mum he'd try to dig it up tomorrow. So Mum is losing her mind with worry, and trying not to freak out at the older brother. Neither uncle is married or has kids, their closest relatives are my Mum, my sister and I over here in Canada so they don't have anyone else to care for them.
After a bit of Google-fu I think there are only three possibilities for where he could be, the benefits of him being in a small village I guess. I've already talked to someone at a 24 hour hospice help line for the area, she promised to have someone get back to me during their business hours. I should know tomorrow where he is, but it's just such a helpless feeling. And guilt that I should be over there to help, or at least say goodbye, but I need to be here for my parents.
This whole caring for elderly relative business is brutal.
My mother's brother Stewart has known for at least half a year that his cancer is terminal. My mother and I were going to fly to the UK to visit him but had to delay because of my dad's health and then because she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer.
She found out today from her older brother that Stewart has gone into hospice but the older brother was confused and fuzzy on the details. He has a contact number for someone who likely knows what's going on but didn't know where it was and told Mum he'd try to dig it up tomorrow. So Mum is losing her mind with worry, and trying not to freak out at the older brother. Neither uncle is married or has kids, their closest relatives are my Mum, my sister and I over here in Canada so they don't have anyone else to care for them.
After a bit of Google-fu I think there are only three possibilities for where he could be, the benefits of him being in a small village I guess. I've already talked to someone at a 24 hour hospice help line for the area, she promised to have someone get back to me during their business hours. I should know tomorrow where he is, but it's just such a helpless feeling. And guilt that I should be over there to help, or at least say goodbye, but I need to be here for my parents.
This whole caring for elderly relative business is brutal.