It is four months today since my mother died in what was her bedroom in my house. I was holding her hand in my hands and guiding her down a sunlit path lined with trees, at the end of which my father waited for her. He was dressed in a smart best suit, and had … Read moreWhen you lose your mum, and then the plague begins
Imagine, if you will, a large battery that, when exposed to certain environmental factors, discharges rapidly until there’s no energy left in it. That’s me. One hour in the presence of my mother when her delirium is high, when every word spoken is nonsense and paranoia, with my heart bleeding at seeing her suffering, and … Read moreCaring for a loved one with delirium: raw truths
The UK is sick and getting no better. It can feel like nobody cares. We can each only do so much but it’s important we do what we can.