Nursing Home

By Nick Gilmore

Published: 6 Jan, 2024

Saturday

Mum was definitely on an upward trajectory today. Her eating one Malteser and a Milky Way from her tub of Celebrations attested to that.

Mum was in a bit of discomfort for a while with some digestive ‘perturbations’. Instead of summoning various Dead Uncles the people she called out for were her mum, initially, and then my brother. I had to mention in the family update that I failed to see the association with that last name and trapped wind because his, notoriously, is never trapped.

Mum was chattier then she’d been for a few days but still didn’t speak clearly enough for me to make out most of what she said. Overall she was calm and quite with it. She was sufficiently aware to say sorry for interrupting my reading when the Malteser made her cough and also sufficiently aware to tell me that I could come back later after I’d had my dinner if I liked.

Not needing to be told twice, I put my new woolly hat on and bent over the bed to give her a kiss goodnight.

“Ooh! That’s a nice hat!”

“Yeah, Lesley made it for me. She did one for Reggie too.”

“Do you think she’d make me one for next Christmas?”

“Er, yeah. OK. Next Christmas? I think so.”

Next Christmas. That’s a chastening thought.

In other news, Audrey told me to come back tomorrow so she could tell me all about her recent adventures and Shirley was in a state of distress because she’d lost something and wanted me to help her find it.

“What are we looking for Shirley?”

“I don’t know. I can’t remember.”

“But you’ll know it when you see it though won’t you?”

“I don’t know.”

Bloody hell

Shirley was also concerned that there was water everywhere and her things were getting wet. There often is water everywhere that Shirley’s been but correlation can’t be taken to indicate causation obviously.

Author’s Note

My Mum is in a nursing home in a small village in the Thames Valley. The photo is not of the home. I used an AI image generator to give the reader some idea of the home she’s in.

All, some or maybe even none (you’ll never know!) of the names have been changed to protect privacy and hide real identities. If you think you recognise someone then let me know and I’ll edit the post or remove it entirely

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