Don is not going to make it, and has requested they stop feeding him. He has suffered far to many interventions and now the thing he wants most is to be flown home by Air ambulance, just to be at home for the little time it takes for my lovely brave man to die.

Sometimes I feel as if I feel nothing, then other times great dry sobs just come out of no where and go as quickly. I look at him, his eyes their shine, his smile and feel as if it is unreal...

No prayers and wishes please, just that he has an easy time from here on in.