The moments of relative normal have passed and we are knee deep in the real deal now. I first heard the time "actively dying" when I started working at the nursing home and now I get to experience it in real life. Dad is now "actively dying".
He is now completely bed bound and hasn't had solid food since Friday. He is barely taking in any fluids; almost none yesterday but he did drink a little about 4:00 this morning. Luckily he doesn't seem to be in too much pain. He is mostly resting comfortably with occasional weird sounds and grimaces. He was able to swallow some pain pills this morning but couldn't respond or swallow last night so I got to administer his pain meds rectally. Between that and changing his clothes and cleaning him up on Father's Day I have now done things I am pretty sure neither of us ever thought we would do or would ever want to do. I don't recommend it. Apparently all meds that aren't in capsule or liquid form can be administered rectally in case you ever need to know that or in case you are into that sort of thing.
At this point we are just keeping him comfortable and keeping him, and my Mom, company while this progresses. Luckily my brother is taking the night shift tonight so I can go home and get some sleep. He is more restless at night and I was up quite a bit taking care of him. During the day he is mostly unresponsive but seems calmer and more at peace. I just hope for his sake, and let's be honest, for ours too that this doesn't drag on and on. I hope he is ready to let go.