I have always heard about the calm before the storm. You know the quiet calm brought on by Mother Nature's anxiety. The air is steamy and barely moving, Mother Nature sits waiting for the right moment to bring in the thunder and the lighting. There is always a feeling in the air that something big is going to happen, but you just never know what the "big" part will actually be.
Today, my cousin Laurel and I head to see our Aunt Nina. Mark and Laurel's fiancé Matt will be coming along no doubt as buffers for whatever we find Aunt Nina's condition to be. I believe that our tenuous calm will come after the storm of the visit. Our plan is to discuss with our Aunt if she is ready for Hospice care. If she really is done and no longer interested in eating than it is time to stop force feeding her and let her choose to die in her own way.
Our visit will bring out for us whether this not eating thing is for attention or a real declaration of being done with life. In either case it will help set us on the right path to help our aunt. One way or the other at the end of the day I will have a sense that something is about to happen, what that something is still remains to be seen. There will be no thunderous light show, just a calm of anxious understanding, and a quiet movement of air. The rest, "what happens now" will be the big part, something for us to sort through after we process what happens during the storm, anything could happen. Today will be a LONG day.
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