He didn’t look too bad. He had lost weight from the time I had last seen him which was about six weeks ago. He was a bit slower to answer questions and he looked exhausted, but he didn’t look all that different. The lower leg ulcer looked worse, he had also developed a skin infection in his hip. He made it very clear to me that he did not want the infections to be treated. He did not want to go back into the hospital. He knew that untreated infection could lead to death. That’s what he wanted. He wanted to die as he felt he did not want to continue living after almost ten years of worsening pain. A decade of decreased function, of being unable to do the things he liked. He had been an active grandfather previously but he couldn’t do a lot of the things he loved to do with his grandchildren. Walking was difficult at times and he was worried about how his family were doing as he knew looking after him took a toll on them. He would never consider assisted dying but he wanted assistance from a higher power. He had been praying for his lord to take him.
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