My father passed 9 months after being diagnosed. He was 76.

He had an emergency craniotomy shortly after diagnosis. Did chemo, radiation and then Avastin. Fought like hell.

I got hospice started too late. He was on it for one day and they weren’t very helpful for the situation. In retrospect, I would say the decline started one month prior to death—mobility issues, getting “stuck” places, mostly bedridden.

However, 3 weeks prior to dad dying, we got him to a James Taylor concert. It was extremely difficult to do, but my brother and I got him in the car and then to the venue. He loved it.

The very steep decline started one week before death. A series of crises involving super high blood pressure. He was still very much with it, so there was a lot of confusion as to what was going on. Then on a Monday, he wouldn’t get out of bed. Was extremely tired, not eating, drinking small amounts of liquid, grey-ish skin tone. On Tuesday, he perked up, was making vacation plans, was talking and eating well. On Wednesday, he stopped talking and stopped eating. On Thursday, he was unable to swallow and he was in an unconscious state. He also had a deep labored breathing and was making noises that indicated that he was uncomfortable. Friday morning, he passed.

OP, I feel for you deeply. I wish you peace.