So, as always, **** Cancer.
My wife, MIL, and FIL have all been diagnosed with some form of cancer in July over the last couple of years. To the point that my wife is starting to develop a small fear of July because it never ends well.
My FIL was diagnosed last July. We thought for sure he only had about six months. That's part of the reason we moved back to Pittsburgh last year instead of waiting till 2020 like we wanted. My wife wanted to spend *some* time with him.
He ended up having tumors up and down his spine and in his lungs. Terrible incurable situation, but manageable as long as he wants to keep getting treatment for it thanks to them catching it before it spread too far. They switched his chemo drugs up and he had a bad reaction to it. Had to be life flighted to Presby last night.
When checking him over the found that the cancer has already spread to his brain. That's game over for him, I think. July is coming.
It's cruel he spent the winter confined to his couch in constant pain. Spring saw him claw back and last time I was at his place two weeks ago he was outside mowing the lawn and enjoying the weather. Now he's crippled again. **** cancer for killing our friends and family, and **** hope for destroying those that are left behind.
I see that LBL is in the same boat right now with his uncle. My FIL is as comfortable as he can be, but if you can spare some generosity for LBL I can attest that it does go a long way for people in his situation:
https://www.gofundme.com/bill-bee-thoma