My father in law has been battling NSCLC for 2-1/2 years. He quit all treatment in May and has been on hospice care since July. He's on oxygen 24/7 and is managing pretty well (up out of bed every day, eating at least one meal a day, takes darvocet for pain) The hospice nurse comes every week. One lung isn't functioning at all any more, and when she listens to him breath with her stythescope, she hears almost nothing in the other lung. His vitals are good. It's all good..except that awful dread of what is around the corner. The phone rings and we are jumping out of our skin, when the caller ID shows my sister in law's phone number (where my father in law now resides), it's more fear. We HATE being so anxious and fearful. After all these months you'd think we'd have a better handle on it, but we don't. My husband and his sister work full time, and I'm a homemaker, so I go over on 'hospice day' and get the lowdown on how he is and report it back to his kids. I took him to chemo for 6 months, and to his scans, and back to chemo for another 5 months before it was decided that it wasn't helping and he ended it. I feel like I did everything I could, and yet, (this isn't logical), but it seems like I've failed him. Do others feel this way???