Well, the hits keep fucking rolling.
My brother in law is feeling good, his motion is getting better daily, and he's mostly positive about the outcome. He's able to go home today.
But today had more in mind. His wife was diagnosed with breast cancer.
Mother fucking cunt bitch fucking asshole cancer. She has to have a mastectomy. While he's doing radiation followed by chemo. And then she'll likely also have to do at least radiation. She's 46.
The universe seems to be trying to fuck this family up. Like every possibility. My sister in law has massive, massive boobs. Like you can't believe they're real. This is going to be noticeable to everyone, so besides having to endure cancer and treatment, she's going to have to live with a massive change in her appearance (she does not want reconstruction). I know that seems like a small issue in the scope of things, but man. I've watch my wife struggle after her mastectomy to find clothes that fit, to adjust how she's dressing, to deal with body image. My wife was a beautifully curvy woman, it was devastating to realize the permanent implications of changing the shape of her body. I honestly still think she's gorgeous. She really is. She's struggling to believe me. But she's doing better.
Now my sister in law has to go through the same thing. While her husband is also sick.
Fuck everything.