You've all made me cry again ...
And a small miracle has happened, once again, when I needed it. Dad brought mam to see me, I was asleep on the sofa and woke up when they came in. Mam sat at the side of me, took me in her arms and gave me a lovely cuddle.
And when they left a few minutes later (she couldn't settle), once again she put her arms around me and hugged me and I was able to tell her I love her and how glad I was that she'd been to see me.
She's still there, somewhere, isn't she, my mam?