Hello there my lovelies. Glad Brian is back under the stairs, CV has gifts, and there has been a general air of good cheer.
Still thinking of you, BD. It's not too early for a gin.
Visit to Aged Ps yesterday was surprisingly non-traumatic. Met and installed the new carer, who is LOVELY. Much nicer than the strident one with the Talk Talk business. I found the bites shed written about mum, for handover, and she evidently didn't like her very much. As new carer noted, they ve both got strong personalities, and in that situation the carer has to take a step back.
Had v honest discussion, initiated by mum, about what to do next, and she even raised the possibility of a care home. Now that elephant is officially in the room,, it's going to be a whole lot easier to deal with. She even suggested going to visit a few, just to dispel any 'circle of high-seated chairs round the edge of a telly room' conceptions.
What helped the most, however, was a micro-epiphany that happened in my head as I drove there, that kind of switched my thinking to the next stage. Instead of feeling anxious and in denial, I started accepting the sitch and feeling genuinely that my role was now make them as happy as possible. Within reason, obvs.
Re meeting up this week, I'm free! Though depending what DP is up to, I may have DS with me. Which could cramp crepey style.