Bad News
My uncle, today, found out that his cancer returned and is now terminal. He has less than six months. Very sad.
To Misty: Sorry I hung up on you today. I was in the car with my uncle and I was getting sick and stuff. Forgot to take my pills when I had salad dressing last night. I'll be gone all day tomorrow for doctors appointments and such. I'm not really in the mood for a spring break trip. Real sorry. Call me some time tommorow night on my cell. Don't know if I'll make it to church.
Weight: 176lbs
Labels: uncle
2 Comments:
It's okay sweetie! Sorry to hear about your uncle. I'll ttyl
~Misty
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