The doctors do not want to continue treatment for her past tomorrow, and will want to have a discussion with us about taking her off saline. She can't eat or drink, and has no reflex to swallow.
I don't think she would wish to linger. Perhaps this is what we tell ourselves to make it 'alright'. She has such strength to have continued with her grasp on life until now. Things must take their course.
I think of her in bright days, of long chatty afternoons, and her desire to get me to eat more sandwiches and cakes than I could manage. Especially on a winter day with her lounge fire lit and glowing with coals.
I have very warm thoughts of Aunty, I adopted her as my own when I married my Husband. She was always delighted to entertain, and her delicate manners of a bygone age a delight to share.
Tomorrow will be a day none of us will want to visit.