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I just came home from KC for good yesterday. My dad is in his final days.
He has never fully recovered from his lung cancer surgery in July, and he now has pneumonia in his good lung. He's so weak from all the other battles that this is it. It could be days, it could be hours.
My mom is holding her own...she's a remarkably strong woman, and has held up pretty well during all this. My brother is not handling it well and is an even bigger shithead than he normally is. Add to this, we had to inform my stepsisters, who are not really part of the family because they are fucking idiots in general.
Guess who gets to lead the brigade?
Did I mention that my mom's oldest sister--who is like a second mom to me--is now suffering from advanced dementia and may have terminal bladder cancer?
And I'm finally filing for divorce early next week. Our wedding anniversary was Wednesday...that was a great fucking day!
When it rains, it pours. But the skies will eventually clear.
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