My faith and friends will get me through this. He has no beliefs so that makes it harder for me. But I will support his passing as best I can and may write a bit but I doubt it. It seems to be a full time job to look after a dieing mate.
He is 77 and always claimed he wouldn't make it past 40 as he had such a wild and dissolute youth. He has dodged a lot of bullets over the years, like car crashes and that aortic aneurysm in 2003 and seems content to go off now and just drift away. He just wants meds to make it easier as he would not put one of his dogs or horses through pain. He asked me to shoot him a few days ago but we gave away or sold all his hunting/guiding guns a few years ago. Here he is at Paradise Bay at Horne Lake near Qualicum Beach last July. We had a wonderful time with the grandkids. Such great memories.
I will probably not have the time or energy to write more for a while.