Hello again everyone, and happy new year. Thank you so much for welcoming me back in December. I bloody lost my log in details while in the UK so had to grit my teeth and think "what would MN carers do" instead of asking you during my very geriatric Christmas.
Mum had UTI for first few days so that was pleasant. Not. "how long are we going to play these silly games/the lightbulbs are dripping/there are 2 men sleeping in a car outside because their friend won't let them in the house" etc etc.
I have promised dd it will be the last time we go there for such a long time- it's too awful for her and it's not good even for Mum, as it's all so confusing who we all are.
The house seemed in better nick than when I left in September- a combination of the lovely neighbour who is taking it in turns with my cousin and my Mum herself who after a lifetime of being of the frame of mind that life's too short to mop floors, will now clean bathroom from top to bottom every time she even brushes her teeth.
Managed to get rid of a few binliners of clothes- and got her some new stuff, she is now a size 14 but no matter how many size 14 jumpers and easy to put on trousers I lie in full sight, she will come down in a pair of size 22 ones from donkeys' years back and a summer t shirt on back to front.
Guilt now at coming back here, mixed with joy and relief at not having to be there, listening all night for her getting up and wandering round. I rang her when we landed here and she told me she had been locked in by my cousin and was missing a family party. He has been this morning and she has told him I didn't ring last night.
And so we go on.
for all, and thanks again for having me!