Downhill fast

One week ago we met the hospice nurse. Dad was tired and confused but could use the walker to go to bed. 4 days later he couldn't stand up with the walker so we used the provided wheelchair. Today he did not get out of bed.

There are some things a daughter just can't do. At least I can't. Changing an adult diaper for my dying dad is one of those. I just know he would not and does not want me to do that if someone else can help. He has a shred of dignity left. 

He's hurting more. We think cancer is spreading even more aggressively each day than the day before. 

We don't know when the Lord will call him home but I suspect in less than a month.