You guys are helping more than you know.
Mom began having what we thought was a bad case of flu about the middle of January, but it just wasn't getting any better and she was losing tons of weight. Her regular doctor wasn't doing much to tell you the truth and we finally persuaded her to go to the emergency room when she nearly collapsed. After a lot of tests the only thing they could come up with was "gastritis"; it was sounding like she was getting better, and they had transferred her to the rehab section of the hospital. She was doing rehab twice a day for three hours at a time, and we all figured things were going fine. Then Friday morning she was literally fine one moment and gone the next.
My brother is out there with Dad now; he's done this dance three times before, with his wife's mother, father, and an aunt that was close. So he has things wired tight and when I talked to them this morning they are doing better than I am to tell the truth. I'll be going out probably Monday or Tuesday; it's Easter weekend so of course nothing can be done right now.
Makes me at least glad I never took having her for granted and the last thing she ever heard from me was a phone call the night before telling her how much I loved her.