Deb stayed with dad last night, and it was rough. He was moaning, shaking, was agitated and in obvious pain. Morphine was given to him about 2:45 a.m., but it didn't seem to do much.
Today, the Hospice nurse visited again. Dad continues to decline, and they have ordered morphine every hour to manage his pain, and perihalidol to help with the combativeness. (He slugged Deb this morning, and managed to get a good slug in on my back yesterday morning. He is swinging at the aides, as well.) The main objective is to keep him comfortable, and this will also help in transitioning the spirit from the body. It will only be a matter of days, and he will be free of pain.
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