My mum is unwell.
I've been going to the hospital every day to see my mum. She's going to be sent to an intermediate care bed soon, so she's staying in the main hospital until then. Thanks to the Alzheimers, the mum I knew has been fading away. Even though she's in the right place with great people looking after her, this process is accelerating. I'm left with a frail, forgetful, unhappy woman.
As an only child I don't have many others who remember her from better days and, truthfully, I'm finding it hard. I found a video of her and dad from about fifteen years ago and I was shocked at how different she was.
I can see in her eyes that she's had enough now but she will not give up.