Sort of unsettling day... I was supposed to go back to Kona tomorrow.
Except for getting yellower and yellower Mom doesn't seem any worse
than she did a week ago. So, I moved my reservations to next Monday.
January 27. Who knows?
Dora thinks that Mom is hanging on to life by force of will - and
Mom needs to be told that it is OK to go to the next level. I tap
danced all around that conversation. Didn't come right out and say
it.
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