The end is nigh.

I don't know why I feel this way, but I feel Shane slipping farther away.  Last night, Jeff came over to do the night shift and he was great.  He helped his brother to ambulate to the bathroom to use the toilet and empty his bowl of vomit/sputum.  If Shane needed something, Jeff was there to get it for him.  What a champ!  I was able to get several hours of sleep, so at least I can function.  For a while, I was so tired that I felt that I was barely coherent at times.  But one thing struck me after Jeff left to go home this morning.  In the several hours that I was  away from Shane's side, Shane looked different.  He was same in body, but his presence seemed farther away.  I have to admit that I cried really hard this morning, because, with every breath, I can feel him moving from life quietly.  But Shane can still respond to touch and he doesn't want to leave, even tho' his body's all conked out.  Thanks to all who visited today.  Julie's staying overnight to help out.  I really appreciate all who are supporting our family and Shane, and giving assistance in their own ways - food, sitting with Shane, visiting, calling to check up on us.  Thank you all.