My dad seems to be in the last few days of his life. I've seen him in so many different states over the last two weeks, I'm almost as exhausted as he is. Admitted to hospital with sepsis last week, he almost died on Wednesday. I wish he had. He was comfortable, and it would have been so quick. Treated with antibiotics and fluids, he became agitated, delirious, hysterical and violent. Only to be told after 5 days that he wasn't improving and would be fast track discharged. I've seen him sleepy and comfortable, unrousable, chayne stocking, screaming, lashing out and more angry than I have ever seen before. Today today he is fading, his skin is cool and mottled, he's getting more drowsy and I can see him fading. Macmillan Nurse referral has been done today, I assume it won't be auctioned over the weekend and I'm not sure he'll be here on Monday. I promised I would do my best for him and this doesn't feel like it.