My partner's best friend is dying. His family is currently arranging for hospice care.

He is a 38-year survivor of Cystic Fibrosis, with two lung transplants under his belt. His most recent transplant was only year ago. For the last 3 years he has worked as a police officer, and complications from toxin exposure on a fire call at work is most likely what caused his original lung transplant to fail. Now he has gone into kidney failure.

He is a wonderful, kind, funny man and one of the "goodest" people I've ever met. He saved my partner's life.

He is also the boyfriend of one of my oldest friends. He saved her life as well, and he has been her raise her two young children. He loves children.

I owe this man alot, and was very much looking forward to having him in our lives for many years. He has this new family that needs him. While I'm the first to recongize that CF shortens lives, we were all hoping his transplant would give him ten more years to see "his kids" grow up. They have a 5-year-old and a 7-year-old.

I don't know what to do about this news. I don't know what to do for him, for my partner, or for his partner (my friend).

I just lost my grandmother in December after 4 months in palliative care after an unexpected cancer diagnosis.