It was a good day.
After laying flat for weeks, Mom's nurse adjusted her bed today so that she could sit in a semi-upright position for one of our visits. In addition, her sedative has been lowered so that she is more aware and recognizes our presence now. Because of this, she is trying very hard to communicate with us. She can't speak, of course, but she attempts to mouth words, and we attempt to decipher them... sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't! Today she asked us for water, but, with her trach, that is not possible. However, the kind nurse did let us to "feed" Mom some sugar-free popsicle. Granted, she was only allowed about a dozen licks, but Mom really enjoyed it. When another nurse came in and told Mom that it looked like she was wearing red lipstick (from the popsicle), Mom stuck her tongue out at her. It is so good to see her getting some of her spirit back!
I know Mom still has a long road of recovery ahead of her, but it looks like we may finally be moving in the right direction!