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Comments on breast cancer by proxy, written by a woman coping with the loss of her mother.

Monday, July 25, 2005

Another family picnic

Brooke’s uncle, the one who drank himself into a seizure at her Grandpa’s funeral, has another subdural hemotoma and has had his activity level limited. No driving, no lifting anything over ten pounds, no power tools, and so on. Brooke’s aunt, an odd woman with no tact who married into Brooke’s complicated family, was reporting the various medical tests and procedures he’s recently endured.

“The EEG,” she told us, “showed no activity.”

Brooke, her mother, and I all bit our tongues. We weren’t surprised.


At 7:21 PM, Blogger alice, uptown said...

If his EEG (which I assume was pronounced "egg," and would have had me rolling on the floor) showed no activity, how is he going to know what not to lift or how to identify a power tool?

At 3:34 PM, Blogger Jen said...



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