This question has already been discussed in connection with people with dementia but the same thing happened when my DH was given a terminal diagnosis. He was somewhat confused because cancer had spread to his brain but he was quite coherent and with it.
The doctors said that he had to be told that he only had weeks left. I literally begged them not to but they mumbled on about it being the law that people are told the truth. When they told him his poor head was covered with sweat.
We had been married for over 40 years and I knew him better than anyone but my wishes were completely ignored. I remember swearing and making a scene at some point (in a corridor or somewhere) but I felt so helpless that I wasn't allowed to make the decision for him.
I still feel so angry about it more than two years later. Fortunately (in some ways) the cancer took its toll and he couldn't remember that his time was coming to an end and he was relatively calm, thinking he was going to have chemo etc.,
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