Cookies were often the treat that Mom and I would share when I would go to the nursing home. You could see Mom’s eyes light up when I pulled out the plastic bag with the chocolate chip goodies. I’d get us both a glass of water and we’d settle in to our visit. Even though Mom had Alzheimer’s disease, these visits were relatively normal as she would try to describe her day and I would share the latest news in my life.
But all that changed when I started to see her cough on a regular...
