Nursing Home

By Nick Gilmore

Published: 1 Jul, 2024

Monday

Mum had started her journey out of a hypoactive Sleepy phase today.

At the start of each visit to Mum, Lesley will WhatsApp me to ask how she is if I haven’t already let her know. It gives her an idea of how long I’ll be at The Home. I got an indication of Mum’s default baseline mood when I started to type my reply. The keyboard app on my phone quickly recognises commonly used word combinations and helpfully suggests them in the autocomplete box. I’d got as far as “Aw” when it suggested

“Awake and miserable”

She was awake enough to be responsive, awake enough to try and talk, lucid enough to recognise the state she was in but not awake enough to be physically mobile.

The only words Mum said clearly were “Don’t leave me on me own”, “I don’t feel needed” and “Nobody comes to see me”. Everything else was too indistinct to make out but it was unquestionably miserable. I did my best to reassure her that she got a visitor every day, that I wrote to everybody to let them know how she was and that people were always asking me about her. It wasn’t enough to lift her mood. She was on the point of crying several times during the visit.

She had, unsurprisingly, no idea that she’d had visitors there yesterday.

I think she asked something about Uncle Tom and I think she asked if I had any stories. So I read to her for a bit.

The only positive aspect was that I had no trouble getting her to drink. She was gasping. She would be. Not having had enough, or anything, to eat or drink for a couple of days would make anyone miserable.

Bibliography

Tales from the Parish: 31 humorous short stories about community, family and village life, set in the English countryside

Kindle Edition

by Stefania Hartley

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

You may also like…

Funeral

Funeral

The Prologue I’d like to start, if I may, by going just a little off-script. I’d like to start by thanking Mum for the...

read more
Tuesday

Tuesday

Tuesday An odd day today. Even The Dog thought so. She was unsettled and subdued. Didn't want to stray far from home...

read more
Monday

Monday

Monday We had a relatively normal start to the day today. The Dog got her walk with both her Humans. That was only...

read more
Sunday

Sunday

Sunday Another day home alone for me and The Dog. Another trip over to see her dad, sister and brother-in-law for...

read more
Saturday

Saturday

Saturday Another day off. A proper one this time. No phone calls from hospitals or nurses or Social Services or carers...

read more
Friday

Friday

Friday Today was The Big Day. This was Lesley's dad's first look inside a care home in maybe 30 or even 40 years....

read more
Thursday

Thursday

Thursday Ever since Lesley's sister had announced that she was coming to visit their dad we had been looking forward...

read more
Wednesday

Wednesday

Wednesday The order of the day today was to get over Lesley's dad and get him sorted out before scarpering ahead of...

read more
Tuesday

Tuesday

Tuesday Another day at home! That's two on the trot! The Dog wasn't happy that Lesley had gone out and left us behind...

read more

0 Comments

Submit a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *