Hanging Tough

It has been a week since Sharon's IV has been out. She is still hanging on.

She very weakly slurred, "I am STRONG, Janelle!" on Monday.

I should have taken her seriously. I was too taken aback that she had not only recognized my voice when she seemed so unaware of her surroundings, but also had heard me quietly exclaim about her strength to Dad when I was helping her sit up.

She is strong. Good-NIGHT!

She is resting comfortably. She does not appear to be suffering. She is showing all the signs now. It won't be long. She is ready. We are as ready as we'll ever be.

It still doesn't seem real. I hate it.