Peace be with you all. Both my grandfather's died of ALS, and the first wouldn't let his grandchildren see him in that state; so when it came to the second, I was determined to be there for him. But seeing him like that and facing the loss of another grandparent so soon was just too much for me, and I couldn't bring myself to visit again. I partly didn't want to upset him by being upset, myself, but that was mostly a rationalization. I was present in other ways, but... It's something I still feel a deep shame over.