I know, that's sort of a random intro after being off the board and only on FB here and there for a while. I couldn't figure out why I kept thinking of this place--I think it's because I would always complain about her here and not have to worry about hurting DH's feelings, or having my BFF say "That's nothing compared to my MIL!" or having my mom turn it into a teachable moment about tolerance and turning the other cheek (even though she was the one who got into a FB war with MIL over MILs comments). Y'all were pretty much just like "WTF?" which was nice, because that was always my reaction.
Her condition deteriorated pretty rapidly last week, sort of accelerating as the week went on: liver failure, kidney failure, brain swelling. As of Saturday, she was comatose and more or less brain dead. She didn't want to be on life support, so they're basically just monitoring her vitals now, and waiting. SIL says her respiratory rate is getting slower and slower, so it probably will not be long now.
This isn't an AW-ish thing for hugs, T&P, etc.--those who have been here awhile know that our relationship was difficult, and we weren't close. If you do T&P's or whatever, please send them DH's way, as he is having a very hard time with all of it: first the seriousness of the diagnosis and knowing that it would probably eventually take her life; then struggling with his lifelong denial that she was an alcoholic vs. the cirrhosis diagnosis, and his anger about the situation; and now the fact that her condition has gotten so grave so much faster than the family expected. As I said, I'm not even sure why I decided to return just to announce this, except that this really was sort of my MIL release valve, and it's somehow tied up with her in my mind.
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