May 6, 2008
Tuesday
Mome’s numbers started to get very low again. I thought she might be leaving me.
Amy decided she wanted to wash her hair. I didn’t understand why Amy wanted her hair clean, at this particular moment. I thought maybe she wanted her Grandma to leave this world with clean, pretty hair. So, Amy washed her hair and massaged her head. It was such a loving act.
Then, she wanted Grandma to have a clean pillow so she changed a pillow case. Next, she decided to change her hospital gown into a pair of her own pajamas. Then her sheets and pad. Before long, Amy brought life and hope back to my mom. She brought life and hope back to me.
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