This day we can mark it as a success. Dad was able to smoke some weed and take his Prednisone that was prescribed to him on Friday. He is still struggling to eat and it's in large part because he's not taking the medicine nor is he smoking enough weed to make a difference.
I remember having a conversation with my mother in law. She shared what she went through with her dad. I remember her telling me that her dad just stopped eating, wouldn't want anything. I think this is where my dad is. He has no appetite, nothing tastes good and everything smells horribly.
He has stopped taking most of his medicine and just sleeps the majority of the day. About 4 years ago, I remember having to figure out all the medicine he was taking. I bought him a pill case for each day and I would put all his medicine together that he needed to take throughout the day. I even bought a storage box because there was so many. Now, he's down to only taking a handful and he can't even manage to take them.
I know that the time is coming, sooner than later. I just hope he can make it to his birthday.
