Mom, in her new Hospice wheelchair that supports the ever weakening neck and her legs. She is holding her sippy cup:) and playing with bubbles. Her teeth are missing due to dry mouth from Parkinson's medication. When that happened, of course she hit me up for tooth fairy money:) Life is good today. She is on her way to the front of Sunrise for a sit under the tree after 3 weeks in bed. Clear minded with sense of humor intact, her voice muscles weak, she whispers her gratitude....I shout it out.
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