Every day she slips a little farther into sleep.
Thursday she was awake for an hour in the morning - talking, joking, eyes open and everything.
Friday she only opened her eyes for about 10 minutes, but she was having a harder time speaking. She couldn't speak above a whisper, but she was still responding when we talked to her. When I told I loved her very much, she responded with "I know."
Saturday she only opened her eyes while she was getting checked out by the nurse - and it was mostly because the blood pressure cuff hurt her. But she still responded, with her eyes closed, when I told her I loved her - she whispered "I love you too."
Today, Sunday, she hasn't opened her eyes at all. She can barely speak - it's pretty much an unintelligible whisper. Her breathing is really shallow - yesterday the nurse said her heart rate was high and her blood oxygen was low, which means we're getting close to the end. So Dad and I have been sitting with her, watching golf as she sleeps. (Yes, I actually enjoy watching golf, especially when I'm watching the first Australian win a Masters, ever!) We'll sit here with her as long as we can, as we let her slip away.