Changes, Finally

[Guest blog from my sister Gayle]

I have been to Texas this year in January for the 91st birthday, March (during spring break), and the first week of May. Even though since March Mom has needed full-time care, she had found enjoyment in things like her meals, birds at the bird-feeder, her kitty, flowers, her morning face wash, etc.

Things have changed. Mom is barely eating, barely talking, and sleeping. Breathing is more difficult and she prefers to stay in bed most of the day and night. Even though it is not hard to lift her into her wheelchair, she doesn't really enjoy looking out the window anymore. She sits with her head down. She doesn't listen to the radio.

Miserable.
She seems
miserable,
nauseated,
weak--

finally, the cancer has taken over.