Just as I was beginning to accept the loss of my grandfather, on my father's side, everything gets smashed into pieces again. This has certainly been the worst summer, ever! My grandmother, on my mother's side, has been sick with lungcancer for a half year now and ever since then she has been lying in bed for most part of the days. Now the sickness has taken over and according to the doctors she as only a few days left.
Of course I get this news only days after my dad's father died, which doesn't make it any better of course. I've heard now that on sunday we will go for the church service, and next friday the funeral. I will have the honor to help carry the chest to grandfather's last rest, which I am glad for.
On top of this it appears that the medical service here in Vargön have disappeared over the summer. Apparently they couldn't help me examine my hernia until the end of august, so I have to wait all summer to get an examination in Lund instead. And I hate hospitals, and especially to wait for an operation if that's what is gonna be needed now.
Damn life.
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