And then something like this happens
May. 12th, 2005 10:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Well that sucks.
Just got a call from Mum saying my Aunty Marlene only has a few months to live. Now, I hate most of my family, but she's more on my level than the people on Mum's side of the family are. She's had breast cancer before, which is why I'm surprised they didn't pick it up until it was advanced this time around. Thus my faith in the public health system drops even further. (That and they've REALLY screwed my Dad over.)
But yeah... what gets me most is knowing how devistated Dad must be. He really doesn't have many people in his life, so it's going to be even more harsh on him when he loses his sister. And he's always going on about how old he is and how he's probably going to die soon... this won't be good for that. I wish I could have been in Brisbane to comfort him. I don't know what I'd say to Aunty Marlene if she rang me... I'm no good with this kind of thing. It'd probably just be one of hose "Good to hear from you, miss you heaps" conversation where the entire issue is dodged.
Gah. I practically had tears running down my cheeks from shock on the phone. I've known this woman all my life. She used to look after me sometimes, and she reminds me so much of Dad. This is gonna be scary.
Just got a call from Mum saying my Aunty Marlene only has a few months to live. Now, I hate most of my family, but she's more on my level than the people on Mum's side of the family are. She's had breast cancer before, which is why I'm surprised they didn't pick it up until it was advanced this time around. Thus my faith in the public health system drops even further. (That and they've REALLY screwed my Dad over.)
But yeah... what gets me most is knowing how devistated Dad must be. He really doesn't have many people in his life, so it's going to be even more harsh on him when he loses his sister. And he's always going on about how old he is and how he's probably going to die soon... this won't be good for that. I wish I could have been in Brisbane to comfort him. I don't know what I'd say to Aunty Marlene if she rang me... I'm no good with this kind of thing. It'd probably just be one of hose "Good to hear from you, miss you heaps" conversation where the entire issue is dodged.
Gah. I practically had tears running down my cheeks from shock on the phone. I've known this woman all my life. She used to look after me sometimes, and she reminds me so much of Dad. This is gonna be scary.
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