Well, I've just sat down and cried my eyes out. My husband Graham is in late stage and living at home with me. Time are tough. Friday morning we came downstairs to make the coffee, he always likes to stand really close to me, suddenly he made a terrible noise and jerked forward violently onto the kitchen unit. He was ridgid, luckily I managed to hold him from behind and gently lower him to the floor. I thought he was dead, he was not breathing was totally stiff and blood was running out of his