So they've done some of the checks on my uncle. Apparently he has no right jaw anymore. It's just a mass of cancerous tumor. So that made for an awesome thing to discover! They've done a CAT scan now to see if it's spread anywhere else in his head, and with it that far along apparently, I'm not holding out much hope that it's still isolated. Which means odds are that he's going to be a write off soon. And even if he isn't, the surgery to correct the jaw problem is going to be going on for 18 hour straight. Which puts him at even more risk, since it's all kinds of not safe to be under for that long. But it's apparently the only way to do it.
So I've been making a lot of trips out to see him, which means bumming a ride with my asshole of a brother, which adds even more shit to my pile And working in the call center sure as shit aint been a patch of roses. All the horseshit of that job piles up wuickly, adn I've actually just disconnected a few calls lately, just plain fed up with dealing with entiltled bullshit from people. Feel like I'm half a hair away from spilling apart at the seams.