Day 0: November 22, Sunday

My mom seemed to be her typical vibrant self today. She is 71, and highly active, fit and trim. She goes to the gym for an hour a day, plus several walks during the day with my dad. She does not smoke or drink, and tries to eat clean. If anything, she is too obsessed with these things, and is a little too thin. I had a FT conversation with her this afternoon, where she seemed her typical alert and engaged self. Nothing struck me as out of the ordinary. That afternoon I had texted her a picture of my two dogs parking up a tree at a little squirrel hidden on a tiny branch. Literally within 30 seconds, she texted me back with a zoomed in cropped image of the squirrel. We laughed about that plus other things. Who would have predicted how the next day would unfold...