..... also sorry about your sad news cris. I too will have lasting memories of my father, I can still see his face as he ate a giant chocolate eclair my sis had bought into the hospital the night before his operation. It still makes me smile seeing him eating it with cream all over his nose. He had a tumour on the brain and because of his level of fitness they said they would operate. The op consisted of pushing a probe up his artery as far as the tumour and cauterising it, stopping the blood vessel that was feeding the tumour. This was successful but unfortunately the probe dislodged a fatty bolus from the artery lining which caused him to have a stroke. They did drip feed him for so long but then told us it would be kinder to turn it off as his quality of life (if he did regain consciousness) would be poor. After consultation between our family we had to follow the professional advice. Basically though he starved to death and it was awful sitting with him until he died. He was a fit person before but when he died he was skin and bone. They wouldn't treat animals that way and in hindsight I'm sure more could have been done for him. The worse part was knowing the tumour was shrinking and seeing him start to move his fingers for the first time although still unconcious. Once they transferred him from the University Hospital at Nottingham to Kings Mill at Mansfield I knew then there was no hope. I'll never forget that chocolate eclair, everytime I see one it brings a smile to my face :O)