Tiny steps of improvement for Okaasan - the very ill/sick/frail - you take and glory in what you can.
Dear Son got called into the hospital on Friday. Okaasan had lost another tooth, and he was allowed to visit her for a short time.
She was prone in bed, the feeding port fitted and she wears mittens to stop her fiddling with the tubes.
But she smiled up at him when he talked to her and seemed...as content as you she could be in this situation.
The nurse said that the day before she had said "Good morning" - which was the first time they'd heard her speak.
And so it goes. Maybe they will keep her at this hospital for a few more weeks, then a transfer back to the hospital unit of her care home...and then....the search for a more permanent place.