Something horrid happened yesterday. My visit to mum was brief as she behaved so badly even I didnt feel guilty about leaving early, but on the way out I exchanged rueful glances with one of the carers who had overheard her remarks . "She is gettin worse, isnt she" I said He nodded "She will have to be transferred upstairs soon" he said. Now, I knew the nursing home had a unit upstairs of course but I thought this was just more rooms. "Um whats upstairs then?" I asked "the high dependency unit" he said. Now given my mother has a broken arm, pelvis broken in two places rendering her immobile, very little sight left, mild incontinence, paranoia, memory loss, and is very aggresive, i hate to think whats upstairs!