My husband was paralyzed and ventilator dependent at the end of his life. He only had one kidney and that was failing him. His last wishes were to die at home, but we did not have hospice in place. On his final day he was not in his right mind, going in and out of rational thinking. I told him we needed to take him to the hospital. He said, "I'm not going to the hospital, I'm going to heaven." I explained that he could go to heaven, but we had to go to the hospital first. When the paramedics came he told them he wouldn't go, but I overrode him because I couldn't be the one to turn off the ventilator and I knew he would need medication to get him through to the end. In my heart I feel I made the right choice. The hospital was wonderful, and he was surrounded by 4 pastors, our daughter, friends and family. But one part of me feels I betrayed him by making him go there. Is there a way to find peace with this? Thanks.