Yesterday I received word that Ed had taken a definite down-turn. He was unable to feed himself (didn’t seem to know how to use the spoon or the cup) and unresponsive. The only response they got from him all day was a grunt when they called his name.
Today he is up and joking with the nurses. He has no memory of yesterday, however. Last night I was afraid he would be gone before Christmas. Today it sounds like he’s all set for a good, long stay on this earth. I don’t like riding this roller coaster, but I’m awfully glad he’s better.
