I've not been able to visit my uncle. Not because any one has told me not to, but more because I just can't. Parts of me are still very raw and very child like. If I see something bad, for example, I can't get it out of my head for days/weeks sometimes. Medication has helped me with that (there is no way I could have watched Walking Dead for example before meds, especially Glen's death...) but there are still some things I am better off not seeing due to my mental health problems.
I spent a lot of time my with nana and gramps. I don't know why really. Probably something to do with the fact that I was uncontrollable under my mother's guidance (she tried everything I just ignored her) but something with my grandparents made me behave. People used to say I was incredibly well behaved when in the company of others.
Any way yeah, spent a lot of time with my nana. More than my gramps really. Because of that I knew Jeff better than any one else (my blood uncle, nana's youngest). He was still living at home for part of my childhood so I would play Monopoly with him (note, you never win against Jeff. He went on to become a banking expert and earned filthy amounts of coin doing so). But it was him that taught me "Buy everything you land on that you can afford". I never lost against my friends unless they cheated
So yeah, Jeff was a part of my childhood before my father had died (so 5-7) and he used to give me records and stuff (mostly disco stuff from the 70s, awesome

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When dad died Jeff took two weeks off of work and basically looked after my brother and I whilst my mum took care of s**t. The funeral, the autopsy etc. Stuff no 7 year old or 9 year old should be a part of. I didn't go to my dad's funeral. My uncle Rob who died a couple of years ago said he went to his father's funeral at that age and it permanently damaged him.
So yeah, Jeff stepped up and looked after us. I've also always had this bond with him because (not being a tw@ it's fact) we are the most intelligent in the family. I've got an IQ of 152 Jeff is way beyond that. We're talking Clive Sinclair genius level of IQ. As such we could talk about complicated maths and so on whilst the family looked on.
I think the worst part is going to be what this does to my mother, who is now in her 70s. That was her baby brother. She bottle fed him she changed his nappies and she looked after him as a kid. Sucks tbh. I think I am more upset about her than myself right now. Having said that I guess it's a distraction for my brain and I can worry about her rather than wallowing in self pity.
I hope I clack it quick. I've not seen Jeff since he was diagnosed, but he's down to six stone and can no longer eat or drink. I hope I clack it fast man, I don't wanna die like that. I've always kept "Suicide packs" stashed all over the place. An entire bottle of 30mg codeine no paracetemol, a box of Tramadol etc. These are hidden at various addresses and various locations. I think if I get diagnosed with terminal cancer I will put a stop to it pronto.