After a difficult but candid phone conversation with a surgeon last night, we decided that surgery was my mom’s best option to relieve her suffering, and her only option to survive longer.
My top priority is her comfort.
Greg and I raced back to Napa last night to see her. She is cognitively ok but will often drift off mid sentence.
This could be the effect of the intense narcotics.
She went into surgery this morning and after Greg and I get some breakfast and fresh air we will begin our waiting for news.