Yesterday 27th Sept 2015

I wake up at 8.02am, I check on my mum, she is still asleep.

I make a cup of tea and sit on the sofa and watch the news for a while.

At 8.30am I check on my mum, she is still alseep, she looks very cosy. For the first time in a long time her head is right back lying firmly on her pillow. Normally she does not put her head back on the pillow and you need to pile the pillows up so that her head is touching a soft surface, this makes her head look like it is in a strange angle and it definelty looks uncomfortable.

At 9am the carer arrives, we get my mum on the commode and leave her for 15 minutes. I decide to give my mum a break from having a shower today, we wash her in her bedroom and put her clothes on.

I give my mum breakast which consists of weetabix, toast and jam and a cup of tea. I brush my mum’s teeth and I brush her hair. I wheel her through to the livingroom and stand her up, I take my mum for a walk around my house. A few times my mum tries to sit down and we get into a bit of ‘dance’ to keep her balanced and unright. I then sit her in her seat in the livingroom. My mum is sleepy she falls asleep.

My children wake up, one by one, today they get their own breakfast. It is 11am.

I get myself washed and changed and then I put a washing on. I begin the ironing – what a pile.

My daughter and I go to my friends house to collect her son and daughter, they are coming to mine for a play.

I push my mum’s wheelchair into the kitchen so that she is sitting in the same room as me. I make lunch for everyone. We eat. I feed my mum whilst I feed myself.

I bake some cakes and begin preparing dinner, roast chicken tonight. I chat to my mum, but she does not respond. She is sitting quietly, then laughing, then she says a few words, then she sits quietly, she falls asleep.

I give my mum a cup of tea and a slice of cake and then I take her for a walk around the house. It is a lovely day so I put my mum in her wheelchair and wheel her outside so that she can get some fresh air. My daughter helps me stand her up and sit her down.

I decide to take my mum for a walk and by the time we reach the top of my driveway I feel puffed out. The wheelchair weighs a ton. I ask my daughter and son to help me push the wheelchair up the little hill next to my house, we are all puffed out when we reach the top. I take my mum a short walk and then we go home, it is all down hill now, so it is as easy as pie.

I clean the house and I continue with the ironing. I bring my mum into the house and I put her on the commode, I use the stand aid to do this. After 15 minutes I check on my mum. I decide to put her pjs on and get her ready for bed. I sometimes do this so that I can sit and relax after my dinner, instead of having to get up right away and get her changed. Although I could not do without the carers, it is nice, sometimes, to have this change.

My friends husband picks up their children – off they go – the house is quieter now.

Dinner time, it is 5pm. I feed my mum, whilst I feed myself.

The carer arrives at 6pm, I tell her that my mum has been done.

I walk my mum through to the livingroom and I put her in her chair. I have a bath, it feels great to have a bath in the early evening – a little treat.

By the time I finish it is 8.45pm. I walk my mum through to her room and change her pad. I put her in her wheelchair and put the sling on her. My daughter helps me with the hoist. We put my mum to bed.

I write my blog

Bedtime for me.

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