Dad has fought cancer for years, he was admitted to hospital just over a month ago as he struggled to fight pneumonia. After weeks of trying IV antibiotics, no improvement was seen. Dad became confused and began hallucinating and was transferred to the hospice on Sunday. My heart is breaking as he was just not ready for this, he wanted another year. He is also experiencing terminal agitation which has been highly distressing particularly for my Mum. My emotions are all over the place. It is the hardest thing to watch him get weaker and more drowsy. He picks at the bed sheets and his clothing. I already miss him so much and feel like the grieving has already started. I never ever thought it would be this difficult.