pictures

We've been sharing old pictures of Mom with the friends and family who have been stopping by. Yesterday my uncle Dick (Mom's brother) brought a pile of photos from their youth, and my Dad countered with some from when I was a child. My mother was an astonishing beauty in her younger years; I had forgotten just how beautiful she was.

Tonight she is breathing more strongly than she had been earlier today, but there is a frighteningly loud gurgle. That is probably forcing her to breathe harder in order to get enough oxygen. She is essentially comatose now and cannot cough effectively or swallow her medicine properly. We are giving her the meds in smaller and more frequent doses so that she can still get the correct quantities.