My dad seems to be getting progressively worse. He had a lot of rectal bleeding today, and I was on the phone all morning with hospice. My dad just wanted my mom. I had to call my mom to come home from work. I am sure that he is trying to protect me, and I know he wants to go out with some dignity left.

Hospice is bringing a PCA pump this afternoon. He'll have a continous flow of morphine, and can push the button when he needs an extra dose. That's all we can pray for now, is for him to be in no pain, and not too suffer. His hospice nurse suspects his cancer is advancing very quickly now, which is why there is all the bleeding. I asked her how long he has, and she said she wants to see him this afternoon before giving us her guess. At this time, I just pray, pray, pray for God to take him fast.