Looking back on my post Finding a Balance, I decided yesterday that maybe I needed to take mum out for the day today and spend some time with her out of the flat. Frankly, it didn’t go too well!
I decided to take her to a little complex on the Wharf by a canal about half an hours drive away. She fell asleep on the way there and when we arrived it was really windy and the heavens opened. There were a few little crafty-type shops but most were either overpriced or shut so we went to the Tea Room for some lunch. I forget sometimes how difficult the little things are but it was very crowded in the cafe and the one free table was squashed in a corner. Mum finds it difficult to manoeuvre her legs under a table at the best of times but it’s much easier if there are two of us with her to pull out the table. However, we finally managed and I ordered a salad for me and a tuna sandwich for mum. Well, the sandwich was like a doorstep so poor mum was totally overfaced. I had to squash the sandwich flat for her to eat it at all and even then she only ate a little bit and said she didn’t like it.
I tried to talk to her but she didn’t seem to understand anything I said. She really had difficulty having any sort of conversation today – it was like she was in a world of her own (maybe the parallel universe).
We drove afterwards to another Craft Centre we’d visited before and had a little look round there but mum’s motor skills are so bad she can’t really walk alone and I’m worried that she’ll knock something over in the confines of a small shop.
By the time we were on our way home, I was really depressed. I realise that I can’t take her on jaunts like that on my own any more – it’s just too stressful.
I am actually having a real bad day today. Let’s hope tomorrow’s better. Oh it will be……..she’s going to the Day Centre!