As expected, Julie's health continues to decline. She has stopped talking most of the time now. I took her for a ride the other day and it was very odd how quite things were with her sitting beside me since she usually talks so much I miss turns and have to double back. She is eating less. I have to support most of her weight now whenever I move her to or from her wheelchair. A couple months ago, I could usually figure out what she wanted to say. Now, when she does speak, I often can't figure out what she wants to say, and when I do, it often takes much longer.
Sometimes, I'm not sure if she knows what she wants. Even yes or no questions are getting hard for her. I often ask the same yes or no question a couple times and watch her eyes to see if she's thinking about what I asked before she answers. Sometimes I'll follow up with just the opposite question, and she'll give the same answer, telling me she's confused. For example, I'll ask if she needs me to take her to the bathroom, then I'll ask if she wants to stay where she is. If she says 'yes' to both, she's confused, and I have to keep checking. Once in a while she's more awake. In those moments, I can see her sense of humor return. She even laughs or smiles at me sometimes when I ask the opposite question, thinking I'm teasing her. When she's less able to communicate, she'll let me know something's wrong by crying.
Julie's time is coming soon. We thought it would be sooner after she had seizures the first few days of May, but somehow she's hung on. She's been called to move on. I pray that her suffering, which has actually still been low compared to others, will end soon. She'll be in a happy place soon, and I'm sure she'll be watching over us still.