Scary

A good friend of mine is very, very ill. Less than a year ago she was diagnosed with Mantle Cell Lymphoma. In December she had a bone marrow transplant. Apparently, the cancer is "back." Less than a week ago, she was told that she has "weeks" to live.

Here's what is scary.
On Saturday we visited for a long time. She was lucid and responsive and we talked at length.
On Sunday she was clearly less responsive but certainly lucid and aware of her surroundings.
On Monday she was none of those things. At all. None.
Yesterday she was sleeping when I saw her.
Today she was more responsive, but I honestly fear that days like Saturday are gone.

I'm heartbroken. For her. For her family. For those of us who are her friends.