My dad died in the VA with dementia. He couldn’t see, hear, feel or be with family for the last 16 months of his life. We had installed CCTV in his room and could only watch. We watched him get closer to death every day. The last two days before he left us we found that he had withered to 85 lbs, because family could not be there to make sure that he ate. Tried so many times to get someone to listen. Two days before he passed and was unresponsive to anything, the the VA allowed us to be in the room with him, mask less, with food, windows open, smoking Gerts, listening to music. While all the other men in the same wing were locked down with no family. Fuck them.