As of this evening, young Chelsea is in a private hospital room under hospice care. The family member I spoke to said there is more room for visitors and hospice is helping provide a calm atmosphere.
I made the mistake of discussing this with Mom today. She started crying. My mother NEVER cries. So we talked some more about it, off and on amid other lighter topics. She said she felt bad because Chelsea is so young and there Mom is old and "doing nothing" and still around.
Sigh! I take comfort that things happen the way they do for reasons I cannot fathom, but must be for a greater good somehow.
Thanks for listening again,