Sunday visitors were not quite as thick, but definitely full of quality. Mum’s sister and niece are here. (They went with Jake after visiting mum. They aren’t used to sitting around like I am, plus they were still on Minnesota time! She will house them and now they know how to get to and from her place and the hospital) One of mom’s other visitors this week brought her flowers. It took til Sunday for the staff to discover the arrangement included stargazer lilies. Which are posted on the wall next to the elevator as bad presents to bring. (To be fair, the person who brought them wouldn’t have been able to match the flower on the wall to the closed buds. I took them to the car and will have Jake remove them to her house later) I even had a visitor of my own! TnT brought me 2 Diet Pepsi’s and hugs.
But, the visit that brought me to tears was after one of mom’s good friends prayed for mom and said it was ok to let go when you are this tired. (I’ll probably repeat this elsewhere) Mum’s Pastor came and I asked if mum could have communion. It’s a sacrament mum has missed. The young lady rallied (She’s fresh out of school!) and found grape juice and crackers. She dipped a bit of cracker in the juice, prayed, and wiped it across mum’s lips. It fell, but mom tasted the juice and that was enough. It was beautiful. For a small breath of time a hollow of peace surrounded the three of us.
This afternoon mum got a catheter and is breathing so hard, it hurts to hear her. She is moaning a great deal. She’s also not had more than a sip of water since last night. I don’t know how much more her poor body can take.