Friday seems to have come round very quickly this week. I can't believe it's the 1st of July already... only 25 weeks till Christmas (sorry!).
I've not had a great couple of days if I'm honest with you, back spasms and sciatica make for a very uncomfortable time. Still I'm hopeful things will start to improve soon.
Weds was an odd day probably not helped by me feeling so rubbish. Ma seemed to be quite agitated from the moment she got up and couldn't really settle. She visited the neighbours, walked around the garden, stood in the gateway, wanted to go out for lunch (to THAT pub - finally worked out which one she meant) where she ordered a bizarre selection of food which she didn't eat then a very speedy trip to the garden centre because we needed to rush back for Wimbledon. A lot of huffing about how long the matches were going on for resulting in another scull around the neighbours. Then a big sulk when I went into the other room to ring the children when Emmerdale started resulting in a flounce off to bed at ten past seven. Then up again fully dressed in different clothes at half eight and a tinkly chat about things until finally going to bed at around half nine.
Yesterday was a more settled, quieter day. I went to a Carer's meeting in the evening and was glad I did, despite deciding twice that I wasn't sure I could face the drive. I met some really lovely people, had a KitKat and a cup of tea and came away determined to make a 'Memory Book' with Ma. This seems to be an updated version of a scrap book and is intended to provide memory prompts for the dementia sufferer and a sort of primer for any staff should she be taken into hospital or respite care. So Ma and I will look through old photos and talk about her life and I get to play with glitter, glue and different coloured gel pens. Win win.
Two things which amused me so far this week:
Me: (laughing) You're obsessed with the weather!
Ma: (affronted) I never talk about it.
Ma: Oh Murray's on again.
Me: Yes, they play every other day.
Ma: But he's just won the last match.
Me: No Ma, that was Tsonga.
Ma: I'm sure it was Murray.
Easily mixed up I'm sure... they look so alike.
I picked up a king prawn biryani last night on the way home and it was bloody lovely. Cold leftovers for breakfast, hurrah!
No ideas for tonight yet. I'll keep you posted ;)
Edited to add: possibly this http://tinyurl.com/69ysth7 I'm a huge huge fan of Simon Hopkinson.