My uncle, my FAVORITE uncle, has Multiple Sclerosis (MS). It is slow-acting, so he's lucky to be in the condition he's in. He had a flare-up, a bad one...and he's been put on a three-month leave from work. My uncle's work is his LIFE...he's married to his work. That's how freaking SERIOUS this is. He's going to be living with my grandparents, and he won't talk to anybody. He needs to rest, sure...and he's STILL insisting on coming out from Mn for my graduation. He REFUSES to go to the hospital (STUBBORN FOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), and he's basically hired a nurse to come and give him the IV medicine.
He was in his car when it happened. His old, half-dead stick shift Volkswagon from God knows what year...'The Love Machine' that should have been retired years ago, was crashed into a wall. He won't talk to anybody, so we don't know if he's okay from that...he won't tell us what's going on.
Needless to say, I'm worried. He's my favorite uncle, my second or third favorite person in the world. He's one of the only people that I really feel would leave a huge mark on my heart if he were to go away...
I'm going to stop before I start sounding even more emo than I already do. crying
 Azzy-chan89 · Sat May 12, 2007 @ 09:57am · 1 Comments |
