Tashie is settled in her all-night bed on the 8th floor, with a SSE view of treetops and distant hillocks. Peaceful place to be thankful after these days of waiting and wondering. Everybody caring for has been kind and skilled and cheerful...and when I mentioned that I planned to spend the night, the response was, "Of course, just let us know how many blankets and pillows you'd like."
Tashie is dozing, and probably do so for most of the night. It will take some time to get her energy back. I'm guessing that she's having intermittent dreams of clarity and relief and hurdles conquered. I've been relaying your many sweet and loving messages, and she smiles.
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