A Critical Time

As mentioned in the last blog, Wed-Fri were "bad" days for Mom. We were all anxious for her to go home on Saturday. When Dad arrived at Nortons Saturday to pick her up, it was clear that she had taken an even more dramatic turn for the worst. She was not expressing recognition that he had entered the room and seemed not responsive. In addition, Mom had not eaten well for awhile - no appetite.

At that time, Dad was told - both by the Hospice doctor/nurses and by her oncology team - that Mom had begun the journey towards death. She will be staying there at the Hospice unit at Nortons unless something changes.

Saturday (yesterday) she did become more able to communicate as the day progressed. However, her ability to understand comes and goes. It is difficult to know whether she is "with" you or not. This morning (Sunday), she seemed about the same.

As you can imagine, being strapped to Columbus for me is extremely difficult. I will continue to update this blog frequently...We are all uncertain how much time Mom has left and I feel sure a lot of folks will want to know any changes as they occur.

Let us all pray she is experiencing peace. From what I can tell, she is in no pain and no emotional anguish. So this is good.