Not me, my dad. Sounds like this morning he really isn't in a good place. He's always suffered from - shall we call it - depression? He gets stressed out by certain situations and whilst I've only seen it a few times, it is pretty freaky. The worst I ever saw him was at my Uncle's (my mums brother) funeral just as we arrived for the service. But he also goes very quiet and introverted too so you don't get much out of him. Even we can't unlock that sometimes and it's not great but apparently today it is markedly bad.
That's not a great place to be and in my own experience, the dark stuff really is very dark indeed and it takes a lot to get yourself out of the trough you are in. Lately dad has been having his medication adjusted and moved around so that I imagine has some bearing on this but also, of course, the disease is progressing, the tumour is no doubt getting larger and perhaps the staging has changed.
The continuing loss of weight is an obvious factor that also depresses him and try as he might he cannot find the strength to do basic things for himself - for someone so independent you can see that this will play on his mind which remains unaffected by it all.
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