My grandad who is 84 was diagnosed with untreatable lung cancer in November 2019 and given 2-12 months. The palliative team from the local hospice have been treating him, and he is now in his final days.

Up until a few days ago he was still walking around the house using a walking stick, and eating and drinking, although sleeping a lot. But by Thursday he was very confused and sleeping a lot more, calling out in his sleep and not eating a lot, and by yesterday not eating or drinking and almost all the time sleeping.

He has now been fitted with a pump for his morphine and drugs to calm him, he hasn't eaten or drank since Thursday night and is no longer talking or waking. My dad is an only child and my Nan is almost deaf and blind, so it is me, my step mum and my sister doing the caring. My sister decided yesterday to kick off at everyone and cause a big argument, which I am trying to put aside for now but I am quietly furious at her for doing this now when my only thoughts should be for my grandad.

I have come home for a shower and a nap but I feel awful for leaving there, but I am hanging and the atmosphere she has caused now is awful. I want to be there at the end but I am struggling now physically and emotionally.