How can you tell when you've really accepted the reality of GBM? My precious husband is in his 25th month, and I think I've accepted the inevitable... my son isn't so sure. My heart still breaks and I cry so much when I look at him in that awful hospital bed. He's getting the best care available in a private nursing home and we do have hospice, but God is this hard. If you could die of a broken heart, I would. We've been married for 38 years and he is the love of my life, slowly fading away before my eyes. I have to ask to feel Gods presence every single day and pray for mercy for my precious husband and strength for myself just to be able to go on. I need so much help, it hurts so bad.