I'm just kidding of course about the strangling.
Really the last couple of days, while she has spent a lot of time in bed, she's seemed more up, and stronger than ever.
And today she is pushing all those mother/daughter buttons, "Val... get the stick out of your rear and feed that baby more than breastmilk. She needs to gum on a cinnamon roll!" "I TOLD YOU I wanted it THIS way." With all of her usual irritating and endearing humor and charm. I guess I have missed it.
I'm having to watch myself though, because I am finding myself irritated and I know that is as much from overload as anything. The first few days of separation from husband always suck, I'm tired, baby's grunchy, and Mom's the mouth of the south.
Overall though, I'm just glad she seems to be feeling better.
I'm praying that the results of her last scans (We'll get them Tuesday) will be decent. Mom has indicated that if we don't get some good news out of them, she may choose to stop treatment. Trying to walk through that road carefully. Hopefully we'll see something encouraging.
Don't know why I typed all that. I guess I just wanted to.
Hooray for Mom feeling good enough to push my buttons...
Now to go pray for patience!