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burntcopperDunno if any of you remember, but a bit ago I mentioned my uncle got cancer with prognosis not good. Died this morning. Apparently he's been fading fast for the last few days - got news that he was essentially blind last week, and since the weekend, it's been fading. Funeral next week.
Yeah, a good word would be shite. Always gets me how the cancer ones all seem to have been 'mostly fine' 'soldiering on' 'really sick but fighting', then all of a sudden it's 'fading fast' and they're gone within a couple of days. Like their body and mind just suddenly gives up.
Mum sent me a text just before lunch, phoned her, told my manager that I'd need time off next week but not sure when, then fled the office to have a cry in the street. Simply, away from people who'd be asking why I was crying or try to offer sympathy. Anonymity-callousness of cities is handy at times.
Yeah, a good word would be shite. Always gets me how the cancer ones all seem to have been 'mostly fine' 'soldiering on' 'really sick but fighting', then all of a sudden it's 'fading fast' and they're gone within a couple of days. Like their body and mind just suddenly gives up.
Mum sent me a text just before lunch, phoned her, told my manager that I'd need time off next week but not sure when, then fled the office to have a cry in the street. Simply, away from people who'd be asking why I was crying or try to offer sympathy. Anonymity-callousness of cities is handy at times.
