I was just recently told that Grandpa (mum's dad) in Vietnam is dying. The man has been bedridden for nearly a decade now. He begin with having difficulty with his muscles and slight reduction of mobility. As the years went by, began to lost more and more "functions" until he became completely depend on Grandma and the family. The last time I saw him, he was unable to do anything himself and could barely squeeze out a word.

Now, he has kidney failure... and there is nothing that can be done to save him. Renal failure has no real long term treatment/cure other than transplants. Grandpa would probably not be able to survive the surgery itself, let alone the medication that is needed in order to stop the body from rejecting the organ. Blood transfusion is a temporary solution, but I was told that it wouldn't help him even in the short run. 

All we can do for him now is give him pain killers until he passes from renal failure.

All we can do is wait for the toxins to build up in his body.

Wait for the his body to shut down from being flooded with the toxins that his body cannot get rid of.

We are unsure how long Grandpa will last, whether it be a few more weeks, a few months or even over half a year. All I know is that he will either be consciously suffering or completely drugged up the whole time that he has left. I'm not sure how to feel about it. It hurts to see him suffering.

It also hurts that... the next time I see him, he will be laying in a coffin in the living from of my mum's family home.