Wow, last year this time I was in Atlanta, nursing my mom back to health. After a year (mas o menos), I left her, a person size lighter and in a better position health-wise than I found her. Soon, I will return to Atlanta to bury her. Which is just odd to me as we were laughing and goofing off together on Monday.
Now, what’s even odder is that unless things happen differently, there are “steps” to this expiration.
Remove her from the ventilator is the first step.
So, well see where that leads us.