I thought that going to that VA home might be better for him . . . with his son nearby, and grandkids visiting, and more people around him, and, maybe, some therapy. The facility seems so pretty with gardens and recreation areas. Then, hours later, I remembered that all that might seem good while he is as he is now. But he's not likely to stay as he is now. He'll continue to decline, most likely, and need more and more hands-on care. Getting that from staff in a facility is way, way different from getting one-on-one attention from someone who only takes care of him. At a time like that, he would probably feel pretty lost without me. And his kids aren't the type to hang around a sick bed.

He'll have to make his own decision. I don't want to unduly influence him.

Meanwhile, I've got to get a better grip on taking care of myself.