Care In The Community?

Care In The Community?

This is a long post but a very important one to me. I have had many, many problems trying to ensure my mum has adequate care. She is nearly 85 and becoming quite confused and for the most part, I seem to be kept out of the loop. I am sharing this with all names...
More About Mum

More About Mum

There doesn’t seem to have been any improvement regarding mum. I am trying my best to stand back, but I find it terribly difficult. Yes, the stress of dealing with her makes me ill, but she’s still my mum. Anyway, after withdrawing for a while I called her on Friday....
About Mum

About Mum

If you are a regular follower of my blog, you will have noticed that I haven’t posted anything about my mum in a very long while. Her little funny ways were worsening and rather than finding myself laughing when I told people about her, I was finding myself more and...
An Only Child and an Elderly Mother

An Only Child and an Elderly Mother

I have started this post many, many times. It’s not just the fibro fog making the words difficult to find, it’s that actually committing my thoughts and fears to the page forces me to accept that they are real, tangible and inescapable. But I’m a...
Luther

Luther

In the car, taking mum to Tesco (where else?) and running out of things to tell her. She watches a LOT of TV, so… Me: Did you watch Luther last night? Mum: What? Me: Luther. Mum: What? Me: (louder) Luther. Mum: What? Me: (louder) Luther. Mum: Flipper? No, I...
I’ll pay for it.

I’ll pay for it.

Me: What’s that noise? Mum: It’s just the trough falling out the car. Me: The what now? Mum: The trough. Me: The trough? There’s no trough in the car. Mum: The…trow. Me: Trow? Do you mean trowel? Mum: … Me: Do you mean the windscreen...
Merry Christmas, Mum

Merry Christmas, Mum

Even before I left, I knew doing the Christmas shopping with my mum wasn’t a good idea. I was proven right. First, we went to Lidl. “What’s that?” “A jigsaw.” “Oh. That’s nice. What’s that?” “A calligraphy set.” “….” “A fancy pen.” “Oh. What’s that? That’s lovely,...
I thought it was drab.

I thought it was drab.

  Me: Did you like the Olympic opening ceremony? Mum: I’m undecided. Me: Really? Why’s that? Mum: I thought it was awfully…drab. And it spent too long dwelling on the war. I lived through it, you know. Me: But the war was only a remembrance of those...
No one expects…

No one expects…

Another Tesco trip, this time with my daughter as well as mum. Mum: So, will you remember to order one of they nighties from Markies for me? Me: Yes, Mum. I’ll do it tonight. Mum: I’ve got loads of pyjamas, but I don’t like them as much. I...

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