My mom called in Hospice about 2 weeks ago, not really thinking end of life care, but they can come and help out. He has had 24 hour care since last fall. In the past month he has been going downhill. Now, I just hope he goes peacefully, we do not know how long. Days, Weeks............ All he does is sleep now for the most part. barely eating. (Retirement community been on lockdown since March 13th.) A few weeks ago they said myself and my sister could come in as a caregiver. I was in there yesterday to take him a Milkshake. He was asleep the whole time. My sister ordered him this interactive cat she saw that was designed for people with Dementia and Alzheimers. It gives him something to do with his hands. He has been playing with it since he got it Tuesday. I did see him pull it up to his face and snuggle it for a second and then go back to resting. With him not eating, I just do not see him lasting, he has a hard time taking his meds. They have started cutting out some of the ones he was taking. No need at this point. To top this all off, My Sisters Ex Husband was over sunday and stayed with their daughters (Special Needs - Oldest 28 year old, other has Asbergers 24 yrs old) so she could go to Sunday School. Well, he just tested Positive for Covid-19. My Sister has been with my mom twice this week. I have seen and hugged my mom twice. I am not worried about catching it, think I may have had it right after Daytona. But now I am worried for my Sister and my Mom.......... The hits just keep on coming. This may help to explain my thoughts a little on the crap with my Edge.. "Oh Effing Fudge"