SucksRemember when I went to Las Vegas last spring? I was visiting family friends, the husband of which was battling lymphoma. He's had a positively brutal course of complications since Christmas, and I just got word that he died a little while ago.
Even though I understood the gravity of his situation medically, and that this week in particular he was fighting for his life, I didn't really think he was going to die until last night when I had one of those awful premonitions. I was overcome with the feeling that he would be with my dad soon.
Now he is, and it sucks.