*sigh* I spoke too soon. Good news first:

1. My dad's ok so far although the results on the cancer examination of the polyp will take about a week to come back.
2. My cousin died on Monday, but never regained consciousness so he went peacefully.
3. My aunt continues to keep improving.

Bad news:

1. My uncle had another minor stroke, but at this point I think he's had over 25 TIAs, mini strokes, and one major stroke years ago. He also doesn't know yet that his son is dead but that's going to be a conversation at a time when he's not recovering from a stroke.
2. My aunt's crazy doctor is questioning her meds and she doesn't want to be on them anyway, so we'll have to see how that plays out.
3. My mom sprained her ankle while she was down in Baltimore for my dad's surgery.

So for now my uncle's back in the nursing home, my aunt is sort of open to hearing the meds are necessary since she had such a scare, and my dad's pretty much back to normal according to him.

With my cousin, he left instructions to be cremated so there will be no regular funeral and burial. A wake is pointless since it would be our small family and I doubt anyone else, so at some point in the future when it works for his brother who lives in Florida to fly up we'll have some sort of small memorial service. Basically that will be it.

It was a sad end to a sad life, and I can now say definitively that he managed to live his life without ever holding down a job, which is weirdly accomplished for someone in their late 50s. He also never contributed to his parents despite living at home all of his life until he was forced to act because my aunt became so sick. He also stole my uncle's pension, and tried to kill my uncle with neglect until we managed to get my uncle to agree to leave.

Yet while he was pretty much an asshole in life, I still wish him peace in death. It's too late to change anything, so it's just moving forward from here.