{{{{kaiwik}}}}
As an aside, does your username mean anything in Inuit?
Kai, my heart goes out to you and your in-laws. We watched my grandmother go by bits and pieces as a result of a series of strokes over several years… it was so sad to see her disappear into herself until she finally passed on, at the ripe old age of 85.
I can’t imagine how hard it must be when it’s someone who is still in the prime of their lives and the family has already endured so much tragedy.
Obviously, there are no happy endings in stories like this, but I hope that there’s some measure of peace for you and yours.
My thoughts are with you and your loved ones. I’m so very sorry. {{{kai}}}
Thank you for sharing your views with us, kaiwik, even though it must hurt to dwell on it.
Maybe this can be a good reminder for some of us to make sure we have every piece of legal stuff in place, and our families know our wishes just in case the unthinkable happens.
You are all in my prayers kaiwik, and may Babe finally be touched by Grace and Peace one day soon. 
My estranged brother would choose Babe’s bed willingly, in his own words. I’ll testify that he said “Don’t you unplug me, you better keep those machines going!” (Even if he was rotting away he said.) but I won’t do more than say “Yes, he said that, that is what he wants.” I won’t pay for it though. This was as we were awaiting the Doctors to come and pronounce that the last of Mom’s organs had failed last year, so we could take her off the machines and release her after her aneurism burst.
I don’t know what to say. Deepest Sympathy
When my father had his massive un-recoverable stroke, a couple family members became unglued that we would actually follow his written wishes and end the life support. After as much coddling as we dared we finally laid it down: Life support, per his living will, is being terminated next Wednesday. Be there or don’t. Deal with it or don’t. Its in writing signed by him and legal. Try to grab your garters, keep it together, and be an adult for once in your f-ing life.
The day came and she came. She insisted on holding one of my father’s hands. Yes, we were all emotional for the few minutes he breathed on his own, before he passed. But when every other one of us were wishing for him to be at piece, it was that miserable selfish bitch who had the temerity to shout out “Oh, Daddy! They’re making me Kill you!!!”
You can’t reason with these selfish entitled idiots. You can’t discuss things rationally with them; rationality eludes them. They aren’t worth the breath or the aggravation anyway. If there’s a living will, get it executed, because if its up to them, it will be addressed less often than cleaning their gutters, but with much more superstitious hand-wringing.
{{{kai}}} - I always thought you were a particularly nice person, but doggone, you’ve just shown me a dimension of you I hadn’t imagined. I wish you all the strength you need to deal with this sad situation, and I hope your sister-in-law will pass quickly and painlessly so that the family may truly grieve, then get on with life.
I wrote, I read all of your responses, and I cried all day. I feel like a wrung out dishcloth, but sharing this has been therapeutic. Thank you all for your kindness, and for all who shared similar stories, you have my empathy.
My husband is an Aleut, and kaiwik in Alutiq translates as “wife”, but in a more “my old woman/lady” sort of way.
Again, thank you for the emotional support, it is a huge blessing.
Count Blucher, I am so sorry you had to go through with that. I’m offering a prayer for you, too.