Father in-law was pretty much bedridden for last couple years of his life. Was on quite a few meds just to keep him breathing. Last couple of months were particularly rough. Anyway, our youngest son was probably 6 months old when the FIL passed. During those last couple of months, you could see that it was a struggle to just keep breathing. The only times that he was calm and seemed very content was when our youngest was sitting on his bed with him. FIL really didn't communicate much, but when my son was sitting next to him on his bed, my FIL would just put his hand on the boys back and all was right in his world. Yeah, he was my FIL, but he was a wonderful human being and loved his grandsons dearly.