Well, I'm not sure if the chocolate is a success or not, but getting up out of bed to a chair sure made all the difference in the world. I think she wasn't liking laying abed today. Maybe she felt helpless.
When I saw she was awake, I gave her the first piece of chocolate. It was probably about an 1/8th of one of these rounds, and she didn't like it much. She said it was sour.
Then, I said it's time to get up and get around, and using the miracle transfer belt (thank you, Pete), we were able to - just mom and me - get from the bed to the commode without much effort at all. Mom is much stronger today, or that wouldn't have been possible.
Then, I gave her a second piece of chocolate - again about an 1/8th, and I warned her first that it was dark chocolate and wouldn't be sweet at all, and she liked it very much.
She is already much happier - just sitting up and out of bed did the trick. I should have done this hours ago. Tomorrow, I'll read the signs better.
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