One month on, my sister is now in and out of the hospice and currently waiting to have a stomach peg fitted as she can no longer swallow any food. She has good days and bad days - but is quite happy to be in the hospice during the week and then get home for the week-end. We're all hoping that once she gets the peg, she'll be able to take in a bit more nourishment and gain some strength from that, as she's fairly weak at the moment. After this procedure, she wants to come home and stay home - so she's hoping to get a McMillan nurse to call in regularly and has also been promised some aids to help her get round the house more easily. She's started making a Christmas shopping list, so I think she's set herself another milestone. She's had a very poor last month, but seems to have got some of her old spirit back all of a sudden, and was even arguing with me today! Her voice is very husky of course, but she uses it wisely and doesn't talk unnecessarily. Her strength of character is quite amazing - and I hope it stays with her to the end.