not really "feeling depressed" as such, hence I've not posted in there.
But my mum (very kindly) sent us a recorded delivery letter in the post this morning with some cash, to help ease the cashflow problems, and at least give us some 'hard' money to buy next weeks groceries with.
She put a short letter in with it, and it really hit me this morning how much she struggles with writing these days. I've still got letters from when I was in Zim and, although her handwriting has never been that fantastic, I could at least read it without having to stop and try and work out what it said. This morning, I couldn't even read all of it as the writing became so small and squashed due to her Parkinson's disease.
God it's a horrible thing, I really wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy, they just change so much, from a completely independent woman (dad used to work away from home a lot) who managed the knocking down of a bay window, and did ALL the decoration and gardeing at home, not to mention taking us for fantastic hill walking expeditions - and some of this only 10yrs ago. She now can't even shower herself on her own, has a carer come in to help her, and can't walk very far at all, now having to rely on a wheelchair for anything further than about 50 meteres.
Better go, DS1 wants his train track out, but feels better for getting that out.