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Today I found out that my uncle died this morning and I didn't even know that he was sick.
He hated going to the doctor, so he never did. Up until recently, that is, he was in so much pain and it turns out he had lung cancer that spread to his bones. The knowledge was very sudden but the sickness had always been there. He's one of those lively men, he was 85 but looked no older than 60. He'd wear wife-beaters and swear a lot, but in a charming way. He was the funniest and coolest relative. We just saw him this past summer before we went to New York, and he was absolutely fine. He lives in Montreal so I don't think we can go up on such short notice.
At least the pain for him is over.
But what a bummer.
He hated going to the doctor, so he never did. Up until recently, that is, he was in so much pain and it turns out he had lung cancer that spread to his bones. The knowledge was very sudden but the sickness had always been there. He's one of those lively men, he was 85 but looked no older than 60. He'd wear wife-beaters and swear a lot, but in a charming way. He was the funniest and coolest relative. We just saw him this past summer before we went to New York, and he was absolutely fine. He lives in Montreal so I don't think we can go up on such short notice.
At least the pain for him is over.
But what a bummer.