We were called to the hospital last night as the staff had increasing concerns for the old man. Low blood pressure, lung infection, serious bladder issues and that's on top of the cancer in his major organs. He looked so tired and weak that I was pretty sure he'd pass away in the night but he's still hanging on today and it isn't a pretty sight. He's always been a fit, strong, active man (hardly ever been ill until last year) and now he's reduced to a bag of bones. It'd be far more humane if he had a simple button he could press when he felt it had all become too much. As it is, the suffering's continued and I'm just hoping he'll pass away restfully in his sleep without enduring too much more of this. It serves no purpose.
