I've posted a lot on here. He is 80 and has stage 4 oesophagus cancer, we don't have a prognosis and he is still eating and drinking. He is still mobile but very slow and shaky. I have put my whole life and job on hold to care for him following diagnosis and hospital stay, weight loss. I have co ordinated care with local authority, pushed for a care package. We have one carer a day, who does very little because dad doesn't use her. I visit daily to cook for him and ensure he's taking medication. Take him out and general company and to keep him going else he would just sit and decline, doing nothing. We have had mood swings up and down, and emotional times. It's been a rollercoaster. Long story short, I have gone back to work (much to his dislike) on a phased return and still popping in daily. We had a few good days after he was on steroids and work gave me normality. Anyway in the last few days he has had nausea and has become doubly incontinent. He has also lost more weight. His mood has changed and he seems confused and angry and he just isn't the same person anymore. I spoke to a catering for carers charity and they emailed the local hospice who have taken him in for respite. He has said he wanted to go to a hospice, but even that he moaning about because he can't get a decent cup of tea or he has to share room. He's been texting long lists of stuff to get him (hospice is 30 mins away) so I don't really want to be going back and forth. I just feel mentally and emotionally done and ready to let him to go. I feel stuck and in limbo and now I am resentful. He wants to go into a home, but I know he won't be happy there and will moan about that too. It's like his world had stopped and so should everyone else. He seems to think he is the only one who is dying and has this disease 😔