My grandpa's brother (dad's dad) died last weekend. Not totally unexpected given he had MS & was in his late 70s. At about the same time, my grandpa is admitted to the hospital because his speech is nonsensical & they think he's having another stroke. As my mother said, he sounded like Snoop Dog, saying things like "Give me the snizzle".
To make a long story short, they run a bunch of tests & there was no stroke detected. There was, however, a mass @ the base of his brain. Further testing showed it to be a tumor & they wanted to do a biopsy so they could see if it was cancer or something else. Well, it's cancer. And it's in the part of the brain that controls emotions, speech & breathing among other things. And considering it wasn't there when they did the scan a few months ago when he had his stroke & the rate @ which it appears to be growing, his prognosis isn't good. The doctors said we should be talking to hospice & making final arrangements. We went to visit him @ the hospital yesterday; the last time we saw him was about 6 weeks ago, before we went to India. It's amazing what a downhill spiral he's gone into since then.
I know he's in his 80s & that nobody lives forever. But this past year (really, 2) has been nothing but bad news between devastating diagnoses & the sheer amount of family & friends that have passed on, many unexpectedly. And to see someone who was as sharp as a tack 2 months ago unable to form a coherent sentence is heartbreaking. I have no idea how my grandmother is going to deal with this given her severe mental health problems.
Please, Santa, can we get some good news for Christmas?