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Date: 12 January 2006 00:10:14
Well, Mum needs happy pills and so do I. However, I think she needs them much more than I do, by the sound of it. All the fight appears to have gone out of her, which is not really all that surprising, but nonetheless disturbing. My Mum is not traditionally the quitter of our family and I have often thought of her as the most balanced out of the lot of us. This is no longer true. Please pray. Mum losing her physical ability is one thing, but Mum losing her natural resiliance and spark is quite another - that would be like losing the real essence of who she is. I do not think any of us could bear that.
Dad and D also need your prayers, if only that they can support each other and stop tearing chunks out of one another - figuratively, at least (I'm thankful for THAT small mercy!) Any more than that I will not say, recounting details will only frustrate me - again!
On a practical level, they have moved Mum to a different ward where the people are more lively and Mum is less likely to retreat into her own world. Lets face it, I guess her own world is not the best place to be right now. She is no longer on pureed food and does not have to drink 'syrup' any more, so that's good. As a result, she is wanting to drink alot of water! (The syrup form of water apparantly tastes foul!) Cassie, our black lab, will also be allowed to pay Mum a visit and, when she is better still, to take a turn around the grounds with her.
This will hopefully be an incentive for Mum to try to get out of her rut.
In my life are the happy pills, a three day working week for the near future, understanding colleagues, supportive friends and a fabulous family of in-laws. Last, but by no means least, is the long suffering Jeff. So, all is not bad - here at least.
Also, Swansea dwellers, prepare for a mini-invasion of Parry dimensions. Jeff and I are planning to visit this coming week-end. So, hope to see you then.
Love to you all in Wibland.