One day nearer
First batch of personal bits and pieces delivered, and room looking vaguely homely. Staff were a real pleasure - very welcoming, brought us a tray of tea and biscuits, ked if there was anything we needed a hand with, when was Mum coming, what does she like to be called.
Long forms to fill in to give some of her background, and I'll go through all the old photos tomorrow night if I get time and put a labelled album together (after another working day and band meeting straight from work - jeez).
Mum was calmer if pretty confused on Saturday morning, apart from hag a bit of a misunderstood paddy with another patient in the ward on the way out: two women who weren't understanding each other resorting to shouting till we distracted Mum and it blew over. She had a slightly fairly moment Saturday afternoon, but nothing to worry about apparently, and it passed very quickly.
Final ward review tomorrow and then if no concerns raised the hospital will move her on Tuesday. Hope she doesn't throw a wobbler - we don't know what she understands of the move at all, although she seems to think she's having a holiday in the country. Given she thinks she's been in hospital for years, hopefully the sense of how g the holiday will go on for will be equally vague (although she didn't mention wanting to go home this weekend, which was a relief). As long as the home don't make a meal of 'this is a home', I think we'll be ok.
Keep those fingers crossed everyone, and thanks She (as always) for such sensible advice
Dave