Not a good visit with Mum. She has another UTI - she will get ABs tomorrow. She refused her meds this morning, she said an elephant came to dinner and she has a horse. Also she reckons one of the men is going to marry her and she has bitten the end of her finger off again. I left early as i just seemed to be making her worse. What has made me feel really sad is the post in AIBU about a baby talking to his teddies. This is what my mum does when she is in bed. So sad. And I am now feeling guilty about Christmas. I am going to see her on the Monday afternoon (23rd) and on Boxing Day. I will also go to her party next Saturday as well as this Wednesday. Then the next Wednesday and her Carol Service on the Saturday. She will not remember that I have been and probably not miss me on Christmas Day. So why do I feel guilty about not making the effort to travel the 50 or so minutes there and then back again on the Day? Different when it was just 5 mins up the road.