When Liver Cancer would be an improvement

My cousin is dying.
Yes. Yes. I know that we are all dying.
But my cousin is dying quickly and painfully. And they have no idea what's wrong.
My cousin's wife is not that bright, though painfully kind, so chatting with her via AOL IM is not the best way to try to understand.
My aunt, his mother, just lost her husband of 55 years and she's not anywhere near him and all information she imparted was filtered through my own mother's fears and sadness. Which is why hearsay is never allowed in court.
But back to Jochen. He does not have liver cancer. He apparently has a digestive tract that has been eaten up from bottom to top, as if he had a tapeworm, or drank anti-freeze. But it's neither of those.
My dear, dear Medicine Woman, who seems to never tire of discussing my family's medical conditions (although I think she would be annoyed by now) said Crohn's or ulcerative colitis.
In my opinion, all the specialists my cousin has seen should have already thought of those options... right? But who knows. I'm stuck over here in an English-speaking world gathering intel via AOL and hoping that my mom and my aunt are just being dramatic.
I've always felt responsible for this whole generation of my family and this situation is not helping.
I hate how powerless I feel, how worried I am for them, how worried I am for my mom.
And I hate that my cousin is so weak, that he might not make it to a diagnosis.
It's 2010. People shouldn't die of unknown things.
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Little Ring may be moving to Vegas. And I just encouraged her. Wow. I would be pretty sad if she just left. But, I have a feeling that she needs to do this. It feels right.
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Maybe I should try to think of something positive?
I think I might have met someone who can actually accomplish the goal of the Gluten-free Cheez-It. I told him about the offer of a first-born child. No response. Not sure how to take that. I'll have to wait and see if he can deliver.