Last night was better. They did an awesome job keeping her pain under control. She slept for about 4 hours at a time. I would periodically wake up in the chair and find myself in the most contorted positions. But mostly I would wake up grateful for her sleep.
She woke up this morning after dreaming of eating pancakes and sausage. She said that she could even smell it. That was not a wish I could fulfill since she's having trouble swallowing. But they did bring her some grits and she was happy. She was born south of the Mason-Dixon line you know.
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