No clever metaphors today

Mrs. A's mom is not doing well. She was moved last week from the hospital she'd been in to one closer to home. The first hospital specialized in surgery and treatment, but they've done what they can for her.

I went to see her the other day, and she was sleeping, but when she came to for a bit, there was no recognition in her eyes.

Basically, there hasn't been a point anywhere in this last year where a treatment has made her "better". To the eyes of a layman; they've simply managed to slow a process that otherwise might have been over in weeks. According to every objectively measurable standard, there's nothing wrong with her anymore. The tumors are all gone, her body chemistry is right, her cranial pressure is good, everything is fine, but she's not.

I don't know, but I don't think it will be long now.