Maureen and I had very different days yesterday: she just couldn’t get comfortable; lots of people provided me with comfort.  Whilst I found support from all sorts of quarters Maureen couldn’t find anything that gave her what she was seeking.  I had a good day using my hands to do all sorts of things all Maureen could do was throw hers, and clothes, into the air in despair.

Chloe, our Carer, will be here at 1o am and my suggestion will be to make it a ‘Comfort Day’: to try to help Maureen find more suitable clothing.  I will leave them to it as Maureen is unlikely to want a man in the house as she tries on some of her outfits: although that didn’t seem to bother her yesterday evening when she sat topless eating sandwiches after off after throwing her sweater to the floor.  

Saturday and Sunday pose other possibilities as Dianne will be here for the second time. She made an immediate impact on her first visit a couple of weeks ago, so I’m optimistic that she can take up the slack if Chloe is unable to make much progress. Whatever happens there will be no repeat of an incident a month or so ago when an uncompromising Carer debagged Maureen, humiliating her in the process: that woman will never darken our door again.

It’s more work in the garden for me today as I try to fade into the background and let Chloe work her usual magic.  I wouldn’t make a living out relaying paving slabs but manual labour is good for the soul.

I’ve been up early this morning and I’m optimistic we are in for a better day.  Maureen seems exceptionally chirpy and has already put washing on the line.  As always I’ve played music to lift my mood and have posted four of my favourites on my Good Music page: I’d be interested to know what other Care Partners do when they need to lift their spirits.