Wednesday

By today mom was getting so weak that it was getting difficult to get her to the commode.  I was afraid she would fall and I wouldn't be able to get her up again. I called the Hospice office and asked them to bring a catheter for Thursday morning when they came.  I didn't get any pictures this day.  I spent all of my time in the chair next to mom, just wanting to be close to her and hold her hand and watch her sleep.   I guess I must have been looking at pictures because I took a screen shot of this one of mom and I at the cabin in June.  Its the only picture in my phone on the 29th.  By this time she had stopped drinking anything.  I couldn't get her to even take a sip.