They told my mother last night that he would be in hospital at least another week. He is skin and bone, and apparently his bones are crumbling. But he did actually stand up, with help of course, yesterday. My mother does not know what to think, I feel she just cannot bear to watch him like this and would really like him to slip away, though she does not say so. He knows no one, but smiles at my sister, not my mother or brother. I am debating whether to go over, though I am not sure there is anything I can do, even in the way of supporting the rest of the family, and I could not go for long because of the animals. My mother was to come over here this month, but of course she has cancelled any plans until we know how things develop.