Hi, the three of you, It is a tough journey, my mother had oesophageal cancer. Mine own is being treated in the earlier stages. I am very very fortunate. We never really know what is best, the main thing is to ensure comfort, on all levels. This decline is strange. Lack of engagement, empathy is very wearing but I suppose it is the name of the game. I was warned about empathy being one of the first things to go. I am grateful for that although I miss it terribly. We have had a few 'can't be bothered, ' days lately, even a few well others do not have to..... I try not to expect, that helps me I find. I have been run ragged this morning, this seems to bring less cooperation. We have days, when I doubt if I can manage then another is a bit different I think I can. Perhaps at the end it is about one way love, still hurts, Our daughter called and labelled the things I had out, it was a wonder I was not labelled too! Now I best think it out. Keep cheerful Almost packed!