At long last I thought we'd cracked it. Mum agreed to go to a community bingo which runs on Tuesday and an age concern club on a Wednesday. She'd be accompanied by a friend so no chance of wandering and I really thought Christmas had come early.
This afternoon mum's done a big u-turn with words to the effect of I won't go and you cannot make me. I know I'll calm down, but just now I'm furious. I want to shout what about what I want mum, what about me sitting with you day after day with a total of 4 hours freedom per week, if I'm lucky and just 2 hours free if I'm not. Is that fair, I spend all my time making sure you are ok, I'm tired and stressed and very fed up, but that doesn't matter because it's all you, you, you and you. I'm writing this here as I cannot say any of this to mum.
Throwing dementia into the mix with a woman who has never been capable of taking others into consideration is no fun and that's putting it politely.