A slight change in scheduling (and tone)

[mousme]

I had dinner with my mother again tonight, because she's leaving for the United States on Friday morning instead of next week.

My uncle is dying. We've known this for quite a while, but now it seems like the end is very near. His bodily functions have almost all failed, and he's refusing his medication as well as any food or drink. Basically, he's letting go.

I've already said before that I count this a blessing. He's been so sick for so long, it can't be anything but a relief and a release for him.

I just wish I could be there with my mother when she goes to Connecticut. My uncle is her last living family member in North America, and she'll be there with no one but my uncle's horrid second-wife and his insipid daughters.

No, I don't much like that side of the family. They're the selfish bitches who stuck my uncle in a retirement home because they couldn't be arsed to take care of him, even when home-care was still a viable option (I'm not counting when his condition worsened). His wife got him to sign over all his money, bought herself another house and a condo in Florida, and goes on several trips a year. She visits him maybe twice a year, for a day or two. His daughters live ten minutes away from him by car, but they don't visit him, ever.

So my mother will be stuck with these unsympathetic people, while her last link to her family fades into oblivion. She took the death of her mother six years ago very hard, and I'm pretty sure her brother's death will be equally, if not more difficult. I just don't know what to do to keep her from falling apart.

*sigh*

I'm kind of at a loss...

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