New years eve
As the new year approaches our days get longer and the fight continues. I write you this morning from my moms bedside. She knows I write and often asks what I write and who we hear from. I've never seen a braver person than the woman lying in front of me. She has her oxygen tube blocking some of her face, her new feeding tube on her nose, and yet looks more beautiful than ever. Guests comment on her glow and how fabulous her hair looks. As exhausted as she is she fights like a soldeir. Fights the discomfort and labored breathing.
We, being the family we are, have taken over the waiting room and broken the 2 person admittance rule a million times. The woman is loved. Her brothers, sisters, brother in laws, sister in laws, nieces, nephews and dear dear friends are here non stop without fail and with no thought.
Right now she is resting. She had radiation this morning. She is now getting her food through a tube because it's hard to swallow.
The fight continues. We route for her like the niners in the superbowl. Go team Laura.
Dana,
I am sending all the love we have. There is not a moment that passes that God is not being showered with prayers for your mother. Give her and the whole family the love from my whole family.
Marilyn, Rachel, Margaret, Victoria & Aaron, we are praying nonstop