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.