What a good day.
The OT came today to discuss grab rails for the bath and back doorsteps. She was welcomed by both of us.
I asked Dhiren to show her the bath whilst I put the kettle on. I hadn`t even had chance to fill it before he was in the kitchen asking me to show `this lady` what we wanted.
OK, I tried.
But he was happy to demonstrate his needs and obediently got in and out of the bath to show where the rails were needed.
And the same with the back door....up and down the steps, to show the difficulty he had.
Then we had coffee and he stared ahead, relying on me to make the conversation. But he didn`t get defensive and answered direct questions, although he did give indirect answers.
The OT told him he had been missed at the Relatives` Support Group. He was pleased and said he`d go to the next meeting.
As she left, he not only took her to the door, but escorted her to the gate, and even waved a cheery goodbye as she drove away.
`What a lovely woman,` he said.
Later I went into Ramsgate. I was longer than expected. My mobile rang. It was Dhiren. He was worried about me.
That is the first time he has phoned me in months.
When I got home, my sister told me she had phoned whilst I was out, but he had not answered. Perhaps he couldn`t find the phone.
But he did find it eventually.