I guess Mum is improving, it just doesn’t feel as though she is. Late this afternoon, they removed the gastric tube, but they have had to start Mum on antibiotics as she has fluid on her left lung.
During the time I spent with her, she drifted in and out of sleep, and mumbled from time to time, but little of it made sense. We tried to get her to eat some yoghurt and jelly, but she refused both.
She looks so fragile. I held her hand and stroked her head as she slept. It doesn’t feel enough.