My FIL passed away yesterday at 77 after a months-long bout with brain cancer. It was unexpected (to me) that it would happen this week, as he had been very slowly deteriorating in a sort of indefinite state with no clear end in sight. The last time I saw him was at Thanksgiving when it was starting - we had about 12 conversations that day to re-establish what day was today, tomorrow, etc - very similar to what one would expect from an Alzheimer's patient, and disconcerting to witness in someone as sharp and intelligent as he was. Since then he basically became a shell of his former self and gradually lost the ability to perform most, if not all, of the ADL's, and was being cared for at home by MIL, BIL, and DH's cousin. DH was travelling up to their house (couple hours drive) most weekends to help out. The whole thing was low-grade stressful for everyone involved, so although there is much sadness, I hate to say there is also a sense of relief for the caregivers. DH is leaving after work today to head to their house for a couple days. Not sure when the funeral will be, since this weekend is Easter which is a busy time for the church.