Saturday

Well, I let mom out of Lisa's Boot Camp for the night.  I took her home last night and Mel and Gabbie stayed with her. I will take her to get her hair done today and then we'll head back to her house to start the painful job of packing, sorting, and throwing away 50 plus years of stuff.

Mom can hardly breath and has a really hard time eating anything.  I think if it gets any worse I'm going to suggest that a feed tube gets put in at least, so she can get some kind of nutrition.  At least she can hide that.  She doesn't think her breathing is bad but it's labored in and out.  I hear the reason people die from this type of cancer is from malnutrition. They just have no appetite and it's so difficult.  Their bodies just start shutting down.

I took this picture of her eating chicken soup the other day.  Cali of course is doing her job by keeping booshie's legs warm at the same time hoping their might be a piece of chicken in that soup that she can have.

Just so you know it's like 70 plus degrees in the house and she has on 2 shirts a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, a wool blanket, a fleece blanket and a 104 degree dog on her lab.  I feel like I'm having a hot flash.

I've taken the car keys away.  She is much to weak to drive.  She knows it but I just don't want her taking a chance.

Hopefully, this week things will get better.