The hospice nurse left a little while ago. She was very nice--warm and upbeat--and I feel good about the decision to go ahead and start hospice care. It's still a tough mental transition to make, but it's time.
Mom's driving me nuts asking for food she can't have right now. Her aide told me she asked her to go get THREE veggie burgers from Tops (a fast food restaurant near us). Last night, she asked me to order TWO pizzas for her. And she wants potato chips, damn it! Sorry, but I'm not pureeing ANY of those.