After everyone ate I put the five away and took him to the ER. After bloodwork, x-rays, ultrasound he was diagnosed with hemanigosarcoma - the tumor is in his heart. This is what killed Echo. She drained the fluid away from the tumor and said he'd feel better and he did. Her RX was to take him to McD's on the way home for a double cheeseburger which he wolfed down.
I'm not sure how much longer he has. I won't do anything heroic to extend his life, just keep giving him his meds, therapy, etc until he no longer has a quality life.
I feel like getting drunk.