Thank you for your kind comments and hugs, everybody.
The latest today is that a syringe driver is being fitted, a Macmillan nurse is caring for DIL in the care home and he is too far gone to be moved to a hospice (or to any other place, despite J's bossy sister's somewhat harebrained ideas). As usual, it's not possible to give a time frame, but the mac nurse reckons on days at the most. (Which is what I'd thought…
So, after some prompting, I went to see my GP (a locum whom I hadn't met but never mind).
She was a bit gobsmacked at my 'short' version of my woes & complaints but listened kindly and sent me off with a fistful of prescriptions.
And that was that. I will be All Better soon and not complain so much as I will be drugged up & docile, I hope.
It was only after I'd left that I realised she would have…
