We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams. ~ Jeremy Irons Recently I cared for a patient who was 88 years old, was independent, living at home by himself. Would perform his daily living activities by himself. He would drive himself around to places, was social at the same time. He was found sitting at home, confused. His grandson visited him multiple times in the hospital and stayed continuously in touch with all the healthcare providers. The patient was not improving and he had a living will, that specifically noted he did not want heroic measures, no artificial life support as well. After discussion with multiple healthcare providers and the grandson, the patient was transitioned to hospice care. Each time, I take care of a patient that is above 80 years old, they automatically become my grandparents. My heart softens a tad more automatically. Wonders if they have ...