Mum.....

Mum is back in hospital.

We got a call at ten past ten yesterday from the duty A&E nurse saying Mum was under her care.

Found out later she had suffered four fall in ten days, three which she was unable to get up from.

This time she badly cut her left arm, which is why she was admitted.

We now believe that she is past the point of no return, that even if she wanted to change, it is too late.

She now has to decide whether to move from the family home which she has lived in since 1964 and go into a nursing home.

She is just 75 years old, and old before her time.

And this is a result of her life choices, so I have no sympathy. At all.

I feel sorry for her, but will not go running.

I am supposed to go to Denmark tomorrow for eight days, but still unsure whether to go.

Meanwhile she tries to get her cleaner, who she pays four hours work a week, to do stuff for her and visit.

Madness.