lovethyself
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I admit I just got a call from my uncle. I admit that it kinda scared me. He sounded somewhat out of it (more so than usual). He called because he has almost no milk and no orange juice, and somehow thought that I was supposed to pick it up for him. He admitted that he hasn't eaten anything because he was waiting for me to bring the juice and oj (don't get me started on how that doesn't qualify as a meal). He also mentioned something about me coming to do the cleaning. I admit that last week he called me to ask about a note I left on his table when I was at the apartment earlier that day. I admit that I haven't been to his apartment since Canadian Thanksgiving (3 weeks ago), and I called from the car. I think the last time I was in his apartment was September. I admit that this scares me. I know he's got medical issues, including various medications, that combine to give him balance issues at times, especially when he doesn't eat. But, I don't know any of the specifics of his medical history. My parents (usually my dad) have been the ones dealing with it, and being kept in the loop on updates and details isn't always the easiest with them. Currently, my parents are on a road trip through the US and have their Canadian cell numbers off (they've got US roaming numbers for the month). I admit I'm scared because if anything happens to my uncle and he ends up in the hospital (wouldn't be the first time), all of the emergency contact numbers for him will be shut off. I'm not sure I'd be notified, unless my uncle thinks to give them my number. I admit he is lucid enough that I can't force him to take care of himself. And he's stubborn. I admit he doesn't want my help, but I'm going there tomorrow with food whether he likes it or not. I admit I'm just not sure what I can do to help, and that scares me.
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