My Husband's Parkinson's

My husband was diagnosed 14 years ago. Three years ago parkinson's began to really impact our lives; it affected me as well as him. Last year, it got worse; he lost his sense of smell, his hearing, and then his sense of taste. He was more or less unable to walk and had to crawl around the house. To see him suffer upset me, but I had to carry on for his sake and because I loved him. He questioned what life had to offer him. Just after Christmas, he was admitted to the hospital, where he remained for six weeks. He would not eat and refused all medication; his parkinsons drugs were given in a patch. He eventually came home, but by now, he had lost the will to live and was skeletal. He could not speak, nor could he swallow; he was fading before my eyes. I spent time holding his hand, talking to him, and trying to get him to drink. Six days after coming home, he passed away. It was very peaceful, and he struggled to tell me he loved me, and then his heart just stopped. His death certificate gave the cause of death as advanced parkinson's disease. This is a cruel disease and has impacted not just me but the whole family, including our cat, who howled in a way I have never heard him cry just after my husband passed.