Went in today just after 2pm. Found Mam looking very unhappy, confused
and distressed. I don't think she's eating much - say's the food she was
given wasn't nice.
I took in the knickers that I'd bought (size 12?), toothbrushes, wet wipes,
tissues and some ribena which we shared. And another blouse and nightie - but she's still wearing the nightie she put on yesterday.
When I was there, I spoke to the nurse on duty who told me that Mam was getting a CT scan later in the day. After that, there'll be some kind of assessment of where she goes next. She suggested the Care for the Elderly ward.
She asked for a cross - either that or she meant the rosary beads. I'd actually
brought these with us on Saturday but inadvertently brought them back home yesterday as they'd been stuffed in a laundry bag.
She's obviously bored there, too. I suggested buying a paper and when I proposed the Journal, she said to get the Evening Chronicle, given the time of day it was. That was quite encouraging - you have to appreciate little chinks of light like this.
Just like in the General on Saturday when she looked at the clock on the wall and
said 'Five past eight, is that the time?'.
Not much else to say now, really. I need a rest myself.
I also passed them a card with all our contact telephone numbers on.
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