Today, like the Saturday almost a month ago, might signal the end stage of mom's illness. She is having such difficulty. Shortness of breath and every effort causing such stress and a sense of no control. Of course, she is in heart failure but with the oxygen turned up to maximum (5 liters per minute) she is still gasping. I just to hate to see her in difficulty and am much more amenable when she asks for extra Xanax for her anxiety.
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