Wendy stayed with us overnight; it was lovely, because she could spend more time with Mum, and it made for a very relaxed day.
The ladies came in the morning, and got Mum washed and dressed; when they had finished, we brushed Mum's teeth, and she clearly felt fresher.
We tried tempting her appetite with strawberry Complan - I said, "Come on Mum, try this - it's like strawberries and cream!" but Mum was not up for eating, or drinking, very much. She is so incredibly thin.
We had a good singing session with Mum; again, she was not up for joining in, but we performed all the songs she knows, and sang them with great gusto. Wendy played for her: "Who Do You Think You Are Kidding, Mr Hitler," the theme from Dad's Army - even if Mum couldn't sing, we all tried to make up for it!
Wendy is so good at playing the tunes Mum likes, that I don't have the sheet music for; we had "Portsmouth," and a couple of ragtime pieces - all good fun.
Wendy had to leave in the afternoon, and went in to see Mum.
She said, "I've got to go now, so cheerio for now!"
Then, very presciently, Wendy added, "When you can, will you come and visit me at home?"
Mum didn't reply, but moved a little bit in acknowledgement; Wendy was happy with that.
The rest of the day carried on in its usual routine. The lovely ladies from Home Sweet Home came in for the rest of the calls, making sure Mum was comfortable; she went to the loo, and her pad was wet, which was equally a relief to us as it probably was to Mum!
I did some ironing, to ensure Mum was well supplied with clean nighties. Over the past few days, it has been difficult to get clothes over Mum's head and pull them all the way down her back, so we have been cutting open the back of the nighties nearly all the way up to the neckline, which makes it much easier to get her dressed. Why struggle, if you don't have to?!
I kept up the supply of fresh, cool enough to drink tea, Ribena and Complan; she didn't have very much, but we kept trying.
After the bed call, Mum was settled down for the night; I checked on her regularly, and said prayers for her, and then I too went to bed.
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