Thursday

Life is so complicated at the moment. Work mainly. Dementia primarily and all that comes with it.

Clive visited a care home in the Forest of Dean this afternoon.  He's booked his Dad, who is totally switched on, in for a month of respite. Dad's loosing his sight rapidly and has 3 aneurysms in his brain and a 4th in his gut.  My s-in-l wants him near her. We'd rather him here, near us. He lives in Worcester. Dad wants to be looked after. It's complicated.