A weird few weeks if I am honest. But today I found out the hairdresser is finally allowed back into mums care home -hurrah, poor mum is desperate to get a cut, though she won't tolerate a perm and set as she used to.
Today I had a gardner round to cut the front hedge of my terrace cottage, the neighbours were of course delighted as they got their sides cut for free -I have yet to receive a thank you! Anyway the gardner and his partner (life partner and work buddy) asked for a brew. I of course obliged and then worried if I had any tea in the house -it was OK I had a box of Red Label from Sainsbury's, bought for my sister when she visited, but alas no more. Anyway as they finished up I went out and we chatted for about 30 mins and within a few minutes we got onto the topic of dementia (which started as they asked why I moved here) and both our stories came out, how I ended up where I am and how the gardner (and partner) has ended up with his dad in an EMI unit -its a small world indeed!! We had a long chat about our experiences and they both agreed that no one knows or gets what its like to walk this path. I'm glad we had the chat, there were things they didn't know and things they needed to think about. Interestingly we both talked about the guilt we feel but also how we think we are ten steps ahead with dementia, when in fact by the time we recognise ensuing difficulties, we are already ten steps behind. I have booked them again towards the end of August, so we will catch up.