Actually she's dying. We are doing hospice home care right now.
The dream incident, my only real religious experience, was 5 years ago. She went into septic shock overnight and we went to the hospital that morning because she was in so much pain. Five hours later she was flat-lining in the ICU while I watched them stick lines into her and restart her heart.
11 days later she got transferred to the regular hospital. 3 days after that I took her to her nieces. 2 weeks after that we flew home. Her recovery took over a year. But she never regained her strength.
It was the beginning of the end.