Yesterday I posted about my husband`s test results and his belief he is being helped by Vitamin B supplements. Today, he has asked me to get him some tablets to help him to die. I just asked him to take something back into the kitchen. He didn`t know where to put it. Anywhere would have been fine. At lunchtime, he offered to make lunch. What would we have? Baked beans on toast. He called me when it was ready. He had made the toast, but had forgotten the baked beans. I said nothing, other than thank him for the lunch, but as we were eating he suddenly realized something was missing. He was so upset. This is a man who once did 75% of the family cooking. He then asked if we could see the GP for tablets to make him better. I told him the tablets were harmful for him and had bad side effects. This is when he asked me to help him get something to make him die. We then had a heartbreaking discussion and I was in tears and shaking. I went to make a drink to try to calm myself, and when I took it into him, I could tell by his face he was fine. He had completely forgotten the previous half hour.