Looks like she’s taken a turn for the worse and it’s just a matter of time for her now. I’d say that my mom’s life has been a hard one (some of her own making, some not) and it is my fervent wish that this time of transition is a peaceful one for her. Duty and I visited last night and she knows we’re there and communicates just a bit but mostly it takes a lot of effort for her to swim up through the haze.
We’re going back there today and tomorrow just to be there and hold her hand or do for her whatever she needs.
More as I can and have time. (I’m fighting a cold and am having my own thanksgiving for the blessed relief of Nyquil!)