The only thing that looked worse today than my mom was the family dog who has perhaps only days/weeks left to live. Mom was tearful, fearful, confused and her legs just didn’t want to work. Getting her in and out of a car is becoming much more difficult.
We went on a drive which she enjoys and went out to eat. But her ability to be awake was limited. And then evening hits and she really becomes fearful and tearful and spacey.