Thank you everyone for the well wishes. It is heart-warming to come here and see those thoughts.

I'm okay at this point. I think it will hit me more when I see here next week, and particularly when I say goodbye to come back home. It will probably be a true goodbye, and that will be a sad day.

But there is a sense of relief right now that she's in the hospital and being properly cared for, that my Dad isn't trying to do it on his own and risking his own health and safety. Right now that is less stressful than that helpless feeling that more should be being done.

Our youngest son takes these losses hard. All this is happening at a time in his life when he should be celebrating; it's a stressful paradox around here. Last night was his senior recital. He sang an aria from Marriage of Figaro and a lovely duet with his best friend. Today is his last day of school. Saturday is his graduation. And his dear granny is dying. It's a difficult time.