I've helped take care of her for several weeks now and you could see the positive changes. I can't tell if it's from us or because she's just a strong cookie. She's definitely not ready to crumble and listens to our discussions even though she's relaxing in her chair. Let me add, I fell asleep in her chair the other night and I was comfortable.
The doctor's appointment went as planned. She whispered to me that we're late, even though it wasn't time yet. Little did I know or refused to admit that being early to an appointment doesn't mean getting there on time. The doctor didn't give us great news, but he did mention that she appears healthy. She is still smiling, it just pains me to see her in certain situations. Her strength and threshold toward pain amazes me. She is a fighter.
The longer she is here, the more I believe that we could fight this.