My grandfather whom I have always called Papa was a loving, generous, happy, intelligent man. He got colon cancer. He fought with everything he had for two years then decided; but not before considering the thoughts of his wife; my grandma, only daughter; my mom, and his only granddaughter, me; his body had taken all the chemo it could and he was tired. He said if we thought he should keep trying he would. We told him it was ok and if he was tired we would find the best place for him to rest.
Specializes in Emergency Department. Has 6 years experience.