As we live away and I find it very difficult to travel this week has been our first opportunity to visit Mum in her Care Home since she moved in 2 months ago. It was her 92nd birthday on Thursday and despite my trepidation of the visit, I can honestly say that it was the most uplifting of experiences. Not only is she well cared for (I have never seen so much one to one care given) she was the best I have seen her look in years, the sun shone and we spent a lot of time in the gardens. She even got up and played 'swing ball' with my other half for about 2 mins. Never heard her laugh like it. What a tonic. Despite all of this Mum has not a clue who my other half are but that didnt stop us from enjoying these special moments before they are all gone.
Just proves despite negative comments from certain relatives (who'd want them) she is in the best place possible. A bit of good news to report. I came home a different person.