While I have been enjoying myself at Disneyland, my sister is in mourning.
My brother in law died yesterday morning. Fucking cancer.
He was diagnosed only about 3 months ago with Mesothelioma, and they knew he didn't have long. He was only given 12-18 months to live. He didn't even make it 4 months.
Apparently, the cancer became aggressively worse in the last month, after his CT scan (which was promising...) His abdomen filled with fluid and his kidneys failed.
Sue said she and the boys were with him. She said he squeezed her hand at the end. She and Terry, Kevin and David (and their wives and kids) are all devastated. They thought they would have a little more time with him.
His name was Walt.
I'm kind of numb right now. He has been part of my life since I was in elementary school. Chris is really upset too. He said Walt was his hero.