The GP came and I had been researching Fortisip drinks and found that they do juices and deserts and a savoury chicken soup like version, mum is not keen in the slightest with the milkshake one so after explaining this the doctor gave me a prescription to get some for mum to try, I’m not holding out for that much hope but if she can drink a bit that would be something. Managed to get mum dressed and eat a very small amount of breakfast, then instead of laying in bed she came and sat in the lounge for some of the day, we watched some old black and white film but really she drifted in and out of sleep until Archie arrived with his mum. My nephew came in a whirlwind of 3 year old birthday excitement and was clearly hopped up on a variety of sugar laden goodies. Mum enjoyed seeing him open his fireman Sam engine and I managed to take a couple of photos of them, it was quite funny because I couldn’t quite get either of them to look at the camera at the right time but at least we have those now. I had to take mum to bed after he opened that as the noise and commotion were too much and she couldn’t really keep track of what was being said, She couldn’t eat any dinner at all and that upset me inside, I don’t know why as I know this will get worse but I suppose it’s often the little things that effect us more greatly. Today she has seemed quite buoyant, I worked for 2 hours (have stopped all but a little work now) and when I came in the house she was stood at the sink and had tried to wash her cup, I started fussing immediately like a fool and then thought no this is good let her do what she can when she wants. I managed/struggled to get her upstairs and bathed her, one of her favourite things to do and I want to keep doing it as long as I can get her upstairs, she is now having a well earned sleep before dinner and I am here writing this, and have just realised I’ve not been shopping for food in a little while and have no bread!
