Uncle Chuck

Spring of last year, it was found that my Uncle Chuck (my Mom's brother) had a tumor in his eye. About the size of an M&M candy. He had his eye removed. He did a round of radiation. The prognosis that he would be alright. Then, a spot was found on his liver. That seems like it was the beginning of the end. After a round of two of chemotherapy, the doctors told him there wasn't much more to be done. A last resort would be to participate in a treatment study in San Francisco. It would require that he go once a week. He wouldn't be able to drive himself. It would be painful and drawn out and he would feel awful. He decided to not participate. This was mid November. He died December 3rd. This post kind of sucks to write, so reading must be really bad. I'm sorry. This is more for myself than anyone else.