[Sock Puppet]

My grandmother is being moved back to her assisted living place. Not because she's better -- she's still essentially dying -- but because the hospital can't really help her further beyond what hospice care can do. She'll still be in a hospital bed, but at least she'll be in her own room, which has been her home for the last 4-5 years and is furnished like her old house (which she lived in for, what, 70-odd years).

My Mom keeps talking to me like I'm being too optimistic about her chances. I'm not; although I suspect she will linger for some time, it's not so much out of wishful thinking as pessimism. Much as I love her, I don't think said lingering is good for anyone, including her, but I think that's what's going to happen anyway. I would actually be somewhat relieved to be wrong about that. Anyway, I'll keep patiently allowing my Mom to patiently explain the obvious to me. Arguing is not going to make her feel any better, while letting her provide motherly advice might.