Seems that my typing fingers have disconnected from my body and more importantly, my brain.
My father in law is leaving us and the family is in despair.
What more can I say? I'm shocked and in the throws of the upheaval of tragedy striking our family. His brain is housing a tumor that is wreaking havoc - very suddenly, very quickly.
Two months ago, he was behaving erratically. But, even the erraticness set on so quick, with little warning. So much so that Mum thought he was having a chemical imbalance of sorts, or a stress-induced mental breakdown. He went from "normal" (more or less) to talking and acting nonsensibly to calmly agreeing going to the hospital with Michael to being in an "End of life" hospice centre.
What the fuck.
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