Last night, Amy slept well (with the correlate of: Allen slept well). Amazingly enough, she woke up this morning much more lucid, able to talk a bit, able to sit up and even stand for a bit! Her head is hurting very little. She has already drunk about 500ml of my home made electrolyte drink this morning. Sarah got her to eat two pieces of apple this morning, and a bite of toast, which isn't much but it's something.
My sister Carolyn's brother-in-law Duane died yesterday from the same type of brain tumor that Amy has. Our suffering isn't unique.
