Category Archives: looking after Mum
Wooden Spoon Tuesday
It’s Tuesday. And my car didn’t even turn over when I tried to leave for Mum and Dads this morning when it was -5. Mr R did magic with jump leads though and luckily (for this set of circumstances) it’s … Continue reading
Tuesday and my super trouper, dancing queen
Today’s Tuesday started with a trip to Tesco. For those who have ventured here with Mum before it can be a rocky experience and few leave unscathed… …However, it turns out giving Mum full control of the trolley and giving … Continue reading
Tuesdays
Tuesdays can go either way. Tuesdays are the day I go and see my parents and how they go depends a lot on Mums frame of mind. And Mums frame of mind can change in a matter of minutes Dad … Continue reading
How old?
I went to see Mum and Dad today. I took Mum to the garden centre and on the way – I don’t remember why – she asked how old she is. I am utterly rubbish when it comes to peoples … Continue reading
Feeling (very, very) guilty
So, having Covid is a bit rubbish. Managing to possibly give it to both your parents doesn’t come close. I mean, we don’t 100% know that it was down to me, but I looked after Mum on the Monday – … Continue reading
Fun and games with Pop up Sue
I started writing this sitting at the back of a village hall watching twenty older people taking parts in an Age Uk strength and mobility class. That particular class was focussed on strength and coordination; watching Mum was like watching … Continue reading
Well, good morning Mr Blackbird!
‘Why are you out here gardening on your own, Mum?’ ‘I thought I’d get started. I’ve only fallen over once.’ It’s a freezing cold morning, full of grey dampness. Mum already has dirty trousers from falling over, and looks like … Continue reading
Ooops
I only just came back and I already fell out of the habit! So here is a quick one: Last week mum and I want to exchange a pair of her trousers. This was quite an event as we threw … Continue reading
Being a teddy bear
I remember a friend telling me about teddy bear syndrome years ago. It’s what happens when someone hurts and they take it out on those closest to them. (Their teddy. Because a teddy forgives anything, doesn’t it?) Two weeks ago … Continue reading
Laughing through numbers and names
Today was a good day. Today there were only a few tears and then so much laughing I left Mum and Dad’s house wheezing… Because today an Occupational Therapist visited to help Mum bake a cake. Mum told me last … Continue reading
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