She is "fading fast" as my mom used to say about my grandfather. I used to always say "what like the cheshaire cat in Alice in Wonderland" I"m fading I'm fading. No seriously, she is not eating or able to drink much at all. I have to force (and I use that term loosly) to "OPEN YOUR MOUTH" and I can hardly get the straw in and then getting her to drink is very hard. It won't be long. Pray it's not the FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!!!! All I want is a phone call first thing in the morning saying she passed away sometime in the middle of the night. Then I call Neptune Society and it's over. I have decided to take a few of her ashes and put then in a very small miniature jar she has in her southwest room and she can "live" in her southwest room which I think would be totally incredible. Chris can scatter or whatever after that.
oh Chris.....that's a whole other post.
jan
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