You sit there and wait to die. There's a tube going in and a tube going out. You can't get conformable in the hospital bed because as soon as you lull yourself into comfort, you realize your dying again and there's nothing you can do but wait. A long line of family come in and out of the room all day if you're lucky. Some folks don't have that and they wait alone. Soon, it won't matter and it will all be over. Before that, the morphine drip will take over and the labored breathing will get easier. Dying sounds like struggling for breathe while your loved ones wait for the pain to be over.