It was overcast today. Since it’s Labor Day, I have five days off. This afternoon, we headed to the gym together and, to our surprise, ran into MeeMaw there. She was walking on the treadmill—just a few days ago, we’d thought she was on her last legs, but now she looked perfectly fine, nothing like someone critically ill. I chatted with her, and she responded clearly, with none of the withdrawn behavior from before. If she’s feeling up for it tomorrow, maybe we’ll take her somewhere further out.