I felt quite panicky yesterday, but when I actually sat down and thought about it, I realised, for my h and me, actually it means little change, being the childless old farts that we are.
I think the whole thing is totally bonkers (in the way it is being handled), so I have decided to ignore it as much as I can, otherwise I think I will sink into a deep depression. I am going to settle down for winter, make chutneys and jellies, order logs and good books for my kindle. However, I live in hope that, at some point, the larger part of the population will rise up and shout 'fuck off' in the government's face. I am heartened by remembering the galvanising effect the poll tax riots had on Maggie Thatcher and her government. They are only managing to behave in such a contrary way because we are letting them
This resonates so much for me.
It’s just hit me that my 94 year old mother is going into a nursing home. The rules are a single nominated family member can visit once every month for 30 minutes, no one else, so effectively I am never going to see her again.
My father’s very likely to follow her, he’s terminally ill, same rules.
Just who thinks this is kind or the best way to remember the last weeks of someone’s life.
My estranged manipulative sister has already informed the home she will be the one visiting, effectively meaning none of the rest of the family will be allowed to visit.
😡🤬