After my repeated requests, Oliver agreed to arrange for my mother to stay in this advanced intensive care unit and hire a professional orderly to provide her with the necessary care.
My mother's hair had all fallen out. She spoke to me in an apologetic tone, saying, "Ellie, it's my fault for not being able to help you and causing you so much trouble."
Holding back my tears, I replied in a strangled voice, "How could that be, Mom? You have to get better soon. Sunshine has been saying that he wants to take you out for a trip."
When we talked about the clever Sunshine, a faint smile appeared on my mother's pale face, and agreed readily. Even her appetite improved a lot as a result.
"By the way, how are you and Oliver doing lately?" she asked.
My hand that was peeling fruit paused, and my eyes turned slightly red.
"It's fine. Don't worry about these things. Keeping your health healthy is the most important thing."
My mother's body was skinny and gaunt, but her eyes were still full of kindness.
"Now that Sunshine has grown up, perhaps you and Oliver can consider having a second child. It would be best if it's a girl. They say good things come in pairs," my mother suggested.