My grandparents are just about there as well. At this point we have to puree my grandmothers food because she can't swallow solids anymore.
We don't have the heart to put them in a home, so my brothers been libing with them. I tried doing it myself, but I just couldn't. Having to sit there and watch your grandparents die, while they repeat the same old story's over, and over again...
We were pretty certain that my grandma wasn't going to make it to Septembre, but she's still kicking, even if her heart isn't keeping up. I don't have any flowers to post, but you have my sympathies; for what it's worth.