My dad, who has enjoyed robust good health for 87 1/2 years is now terminally ill with an aggressive brain tumor, and slipping away fast.
The first sign of any trouble came in October, when Mom had trouble waking him up one morning, and he showed signs he might have been suffering a stroke.
Subsequent tests, CAT scans, and an MRI were inconclusive at the time, and he seemed to have recovered so he was sent home.
A couple of weeks later, the paramedics were called again for similar, but more severe symptoms, including an irregular heartbeat.
A third episode struck in early December. All through this, he was rapidly losing weight. He's a small guy, stands about 5'4", at a pretty constant weight of about 145lb. I was shocked when they put him on the scale at the hospital and recorded a weight of 116 lb, dressed in a hospital gown.(He has since dropped further, probably about 105 now.) Suspicion fell to thyroid issues, so a biopsy was scheduled. We still don't have the results of that, but meanwhile, he was sent for another MRI which clearly showed that small dark spots that had showed in the first MRI were a rapidly growing tumor on both sides of his brain.
He has emphatically declined any treatment, not that it would necessarily be treatable anyway, and has calmly and serenely accepted his fate.
We are to meet with the palliative care team tomorrow to arrange for his end of life care. Meanwhile, he has no pain, and is at peace. Our prayer is this continues to the end.