From bad to worse

Things have gone from bad to worse and there is little that gives me hope this evening, except that he is comfortable and loved. For nearly 30 years he has been my daddy and I am facing the reality that I am going to be a fatherless child before my birthday, probably before that. The bleed has progressed and now we have to wait for his body to tell us what his mind can not. I think I need to go to bed. It will be a very long next few days.