The care giving staff - Dora, Concha, James and I - all agree that
Mom is slipping fast.
She sleeps most of the time now. But notice, she is in her own
room, albeit in a hospital bed. Wearing her own gown, with her own
blankets and pillows.
I am now hoping for a peaceful exit: no fear, no pain, and no medical
disasters. Remember, we four are the doctors, nurses, hospital and
911.
Nevertheless, Mom is getting much better care from Dora and Concha
than she was from the hospital.
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