Miscellaneous

[poliphilo]

The weather has changed- I can feel it in me bones. Yes, I really can these days; it's like flu without the head-cold.

I was looking at my LJ for 2008. Back then I could post a review of an obscure late story by Kipling- and get nearly 30 comments- 50+ if you count my replies. Them days is dead and gone.

My mother's carers come from all over; the one we see most of is from the Philippines. The drivers who deliver our parcels (who work for Amazon, Argos etc) are even more cosmopolitan: they're from Africa, Asia, Eastern Europe. This is what immigration looks like. Without immigrants our society would seize up.

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[sorenr.livejournal.com]

"Just under 20 degrees" still counts as warm for me. Lovely weather to be outside, except for the wind.

My granny's carers came through the council. She had 5 visits a day before she moved into a nursing home... And two food deliveries. The staff was absolutely stellar! (As is the staff of her present nursing home; it's lovely. And she feels safe and happy there. My uncle bears the brunt of the responsibility, visiting her 1-2 times per day - he lives a mile from the nursing home - but generally she gets 2 visits per day from different people. Sorry if I'm boring, but I could go on and on about all the people doing wonderful things for my granny...)

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

My mother gets one visit a day- early to mid morning. The carer helps her wash and dress- and we manage everything else ourselves. She's not difficult to look after. She has dementia, but she can move around and take herself to the toilet and all that sort of thing.