My brother who has cirrhosis and is slowly declining physically and now mentally. He's had many, many close times to death in the past few years with it, but seems to pull through. However, i've seen a major decline in the last few months....I know he don't have much longer. He has always been there for his little sis and geeze how could I ever thank him enough.
He is not well enough, imo, to keep riding that motorcycle or do work around my house to help me, but he keeps going and it makes him happy. I know that so I just try and support everything he does.
All I can do is be there hold his hand when needed and try to prepare myself and my mom for what is coming....way too soon.
I hate that I can't make it go away.
I hate that he didn't quit drinking 20 years ago when we all begged him to get help.
I hate that it is out of my control.
I hate watching him slowly die.
I hate it.
Breaks my heart.
I love you bro!!!!!
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