On the last day of April Mr C was out for the day leaving me to my own devices.
I visited mum before lunch, she wasn’t quite herself. Her bag was packed, she was dressed to go out and she arguing with ‘The Voices’. I left earlier than I had intended picking up something for lunch and dinner on my way home.
After lunch I had a lovely walk in glorious sunshine. I walked to one of my favourite local nature reserves, the long way round…
I walked pathways that I had walked before and just as I was about to return home a woodland path that I hadn’t visited called to me. I chose to lose myself in the woodlands (I wasn’t lost) before returning homeward.
Seven miles later I was back home and turning the key in my lock.
Was your mum fine before she started hearing voices? It must be very difficult for you to see the downward slide.
I don’t hear voices but in sleep I do relive the relative asking mum’s doctor to euthanise my beloved mother
Mum was fine before she had repeated bouts of delirium. Sometimes she is fine now which makes it all the more difficult.
What a horrible thing for someone to say and for you to relive in you dreams.
Your poor mum (and poor you). So very difficult.
Your walk sounds amazing. I love it when I unintentionally walk 7-8 miles
Thank you
I would have walked even further but I ran out of time and had to get back home.
I have seen better stepping stones than those in your local reserves.
They are not serious stepping stones but I have seen them used