Mom really didn't wake up for the day today. We tried at 11 am to wake mom. We opened the curtains to let in the bright light and she didn't even flinch! We wanted to get her awake enough to swallow a morphine. We don't want her in any pain. Anything we did she couldn't keep her eyes awake for longer than 30 seconds. After trying for a while we got her to open her eyes long enough to put a straw in her mouth, but she wouldn't suck up any water. It's a chore for her to swallow. It is very difficult and she just doesn't want to do it anymore. Her tongue is very dry and we try to moisten it with all the moisturizers the nurses have given us. Dad ended up giving mom liquid break though morphine. Mom continued to sleep all day while the rest of us prepared for Alani's and Raely's baptism. Mom was still sleeping when we got home almost at 5pm. She woke up long enough for Alani and Raely to sing a baptism song that mom wrote for Malia more than 20 years ago! She grinned and said I'm eight. Mom wasn't responding to any of us today except for the grandkids. When Raely and Ashton came in to say hi she perked right up and gave them a smile.

Although mom has been progressively getting worse, I haven't felt her start to slip away until today. To see the vacancy in her eyes and her expressionless face has just hit home to me that this is real. This is the first time she hasn't been able to tell me hi after I tell her hi. That made me ache inside to be able to talk to her again. It pains me to see her this way.