My mom's on hospice care

Her point of view has completely changed. Enough, she says. Always a proponent of 'death with dignity', she decided to discontinue all of her meds. She had her pacemaker/defribulator turned off. I believe this last decision refers my grandmother's death not too long ago at age 103. She held on for several weeks in a coma. My mom was sure that her brand new pacemaker was all that was keeping her alive. She did NOT want that.

So she's in a bigger room set up for this purpose, though she might be moved. On a continuous of morphine and ativan. And that's all. She always complained about ALL THOSE pills, she felt that was ridiculous. So she's comfortable. She let us know this morning that this is definitely what she wants. "I'm at peace", she says. My brother pointed out that her biggest fear was being alone. And she's not, myself, my brother and sister all here. We all dropped whatever yesterday and came. I bought a one way plane ticket. I'm here until whenever.

But she's comfortable and can talk. She's always loved to watch the Olympics. So we watched a whole bunch of cross country sprints this afternoon. Kudos to CBS or whatever to feature the cross country races where no American was contending. And you got to watch the races, not a bunch of human interest filler.

We've set out on the many many trips to the Goodwill.....

I have no pictures.