My BIL has been rushed into hospital tonight. He has non-hogkins lymphoma, although it is only in his brain now. Apparently he was in loads of pain and has started just talking gibberish and being really confused. They don't know why.
PIL are with him, we are in thier house so DP can cook the sunday lunch they had started cooking (we were all meant to be eating it together) so they at least have something to eat when they get home.
This isn't good, is it?