Lorraine texted me updates around 9pm, 3am, and 6am; aside from two hours or so, mom had a good night. I didn’t go to sleep until almost 2am, but I think I slept the sleep of the dead. Thank you, Tylenol PM. It felt good to sleep, take a long, hot shower, and cuddle with Tucker. Little things make such a big difference.

Jess saw mom this morning and said she was fussing, but not screaming. When I got here, she sat up in the chair and smiled at me, her body language saying she was happy to see my face. Shortly after that, she fell asleep and has been sleeping all day. We stood her up once to take her bp, but she went right back to sleep. I guess her body finally reached the point of complete exhaustion. I laid down on the couch at 3:30pm to “close my eyes for a few minutes” and was shocked when I woke up, looked at the clock, and saw it was 5:30! She’s finally starting to rustle around a little bit now (6:30p).

If only she could be this peaceful all the time, without drugs…