Blogging while driunk

Probably shouldn't.

But will.

Dear Son went last week to accompany Okaasan to the 3rd floor of the care home and the day center room with its physical training area, handicrafts and lunch...

And. You know what?

She was fine!

A different person. Apparently. The staff were surprised. She smiled and laughed and enjoyed it. He (says) he kept a distance and just observed, but she was fine....and now they are making plans for her to go every week - AND to have other 20-minute sessions with visiting staff too.

Amazing. And a relief.

Was it because he was there? Or was it just that now she is more settled into the new routines of the care home - more than in the first few weeks? Or the medicines are at regular times, so her overall mood is better?

Don't know.
 But good.

Going back to drinking now. Had a shitty day at work. Got wine. And a Couch Surfer came with British chocolates. And one cat has disappeared under a neighbohhd house in hot pursuit of a stray.

so thats me saturday night.
 Cheers