I made it home after spending what was actually a wonderful 13 hours in Dublin. At first I was nervous about the long layover, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Thanks to booking a hotel room for a few hours of good sleep and countryside strolling, I was able to get home and be ready to go. It was also kind of healing to be in one of my mom’s favorite places.
When I got home I learned that my mom’s ventilator had been removed and she was making some progress. We have a long way to go, but we are headed there one moment at a time. During times when my mom could let out phrases between sleep, she was hilarious and cracking jokes. She probably won’t remember being so funny, but it created some much needed laughter. She seems to be having little seizures, but right now the doctor says that may be controlled by meds.
I cannot begin to thank you for all of the support. When I felt very alone, and was unable to do anything to help, all of you have helped me find a way to contribute and vent to people that care. Now it is time for rest so I can be effective tomorrow.