Sadly Mum hasn't been at all well this week. Maybe she's overtired, maybe it's the heat, maybe it's the course of anti-biotics she's had to take reacting with her other meds, but whatever the cause, the MS is bad.
The last few days have been difficult and this morning it took me, Dad and M the carer to get Mum up.
Mum and Dad are intending to stay on for a few days, but I'm worried and I can tell Dad is to.
I talk to the hotel, my room is available if I need to stay on, but that's not enough it seems and they've decided that they need to head home. I hang on long enough to help get Mum into the car and then head off myself, to make it back to Manchester for a certain little event.
Driving north, I try to push the worries from my head and it's good to get the call to say they're home safe and sound.
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My thoughts are with you. Which may seem trite, but is, at least, true and probably all I can do.
Oh Liz...I'm truly sorry it's so hard for all of you. We're still praying for your mum at St M's, and don't intend to stop any time soon - but being at a distance when those you love are struggling is just desperate.
Hugs ((Liz))
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