He is definitely in some major pain. I feel at a loss. I don't know HOW to help him. I feel like my timing is always 'off'.
If I go to hug he's gotta shift position, if I want to talk, he's too tired or can't hear me, etc.
I spent a few hours just listening to music tonight, and that was definitely good.

I brought up hospice to him and he says he doesn't see what benefit they'd be.
I asked if he would like me to tell him how they can help, and he got upset. I tried to tell him I didn't feel like I was enough to care for him but I started tearing up and he goes, O great, here we go again...
Hence the few hours alone with music.

God never promised life would be easy.