Well...

So dad has taken a fairly drastic turn since last Tuesday. I got a call Monday morning after I posted and was told Hospice said he was getting near the end of his journey. He does not get out of bed much if at all. He is very weak and not eating much and his liver tumors have at least tripled, the doctor can feel the borders of his liver - this is certainly not normal. I also got a call this morning that Hospice came about midnight because he was having great difficulty breathing and they put him on oxygen. I spoke to his Hospice nurse this morning to confirm what "symptoms" they have noticed to point to his decline. His rather sudden worsening of weakness and that his pain increased recently and he seems to not be eating, things I pretty much knew. I have to be honest that this was a blow because he has been doing "ok" the last few times I have seen him. I am sorry it took me a day to post, I am still trying to wrap my mind around this. I had to tell my daughter that Grampa is not doing well too and try to prepare her the best I can. We sat on the floor and cried together last night, my heart breaks for her. Fortunately Charlie is too young to understand, but the little guy came in a hugged us both and told us he loved us because he knew we were sad.

So, I will update as I hear things. I hear the retirement party is still on and so Emi & I will be there unless things continue towards the toilet.