Well, I took him back to the hospice this morning and with luck they will sort out some of his more distressing symptoms, in particular the pain, which is really wearing him down at the moment.
We are very Lucky, he has a beautiful side room, this time with a lovely balcony over looking the garden. It is nice and sheltered, so we got to sit out for a little while. They try to give us a side room, so that we can have a little privacy, with the kids etc. He has his own TV, with a DVD player, so I've been told to bring in series 2 of the Sopranos and Band of Brothers
The amusing thing is that twice he was mistaken for a visitor....for a dying man he is in remarkably good shape. This was a source of some black humour for us all.
As I left him, he was tucking into his 3 course lunch, and his doctor had told him that he would happily wait until DH had finished eating before he did the first assessment. they really are amazing there, and we are very forturate to have access to it.
If I'm honest I could use a few days respite from seeing him in pain all day and night.