Eve

Mom had her PT today and she went at it vigorously. She is so competitive that I think she believes she has to "beat" the therapist by showing that she can do whatever is thrown her way.

Of course, the result of this attitude is tiredness. But, all in all, Mom does the PT well and it is good for her.

Otherwise, things are going pretty well. Mom continues to feel okay and her appetite is good. All positive signs.

Her lucidity remains consistent and even though she is really tired, she knows what is going on. We are thankful for that.

Tomorrow will mark six weeks since all this began. So much has happened and so much in Mom's life has changed. It's a surreal feeling.

Oh, and I guess tomorrow also marks the beginning of a new year. Let's hope it's a damn sight better than the end of this one has been.

In all things, change is the only constant. We should all get used to that.