Man, David, that IS insensitive. I just wish people would THINK in times like this. She probably is just going through this with lots of worry and hurt, which you might not realize.
I had something similar happen to me when my beloved Dad was dying of cancer in 2006. Spent everyday in the hospital with him by his side, watching the doctors test this, test that. Dad had matastic colon cancer which had spread to his liver....he was hurting so bad. Looking so helpless. And I felt so damn helpless to help Dad. Like a failure, if you will.
So, this one doctor looked Dad over and his swollen abdomen, then pulled me into the next room and said to me: "Your father only has two weeks to live. Tell him he'd better have his affairs in order. Go tell him this now." Well, with me always following directions the best I can and trying to please everybody, I went into the room and told Dad this: "Dad, the doctor said you only have two weeks to live, let me help you get your affairs in order for the family. I want to help you to the best of my ability with this."
Well, I was shocked beyond reasoning, my Dad SCREAMED at me he didn't want to hear any such thing, at the TOP OF HIS LUNGS, called me an idiot, how could I say such a thing to him, then just went limp.
I never felt or hurt so bad in all of my life, I had no idea I wasn't thinking. I was so hurt that I went into a closet and cried so hard that I thought I would pass out. For a very long time. Some time later I came out and only sat by Dad's side....all day, all through that night, trying to feed him, cover him up with blanket after blanket because he was so cold. Wiping his head, rubbing his horribly swollen arms. Unclogging his drain tube to his abdomen, which was filled with blood and horrible black stuff. Holding his hand, all through the evening and all through the night. Dad died the next morning at 12:33:17 AM with me by his side. He never talked to me again after incident. Never even looked at me. It could have been the moriphine. I don't know.
This happened five years ago, and it still hurts me in a way I can't describe. I've always been with this "did I do the right thing by following doctor's suggestion or should I have kept my mouth shut"....I'll never know. It bothers so bad even to this day. It keeps me awake at night a lot. It hurts me bad. So........
I know what insensitivity means and feel that in these difficult times, some people only think they're doing or saying the right thing, but they're not. They're just are not thinking clearly because of the shock of losing their loved one oh so slowly and painfully. It's extremely hard to watch. Very, very hard.
My prayers will include you, David, as it may help you also.
We all go through this in our lives, all of us, and how we deal with it is strictly up to us, the individual who is facing this hard chapter of our life. So do the best you can. Continue to comfort your uncle, joke with him, treat him like you've always done, talk about good times, rehash good memories, and laugh a lot. It's not easy, and will never be. It's a part of our life that everyone has to go through. Hard as it may be.
God bless.
Bruce '87 Grand National