Thursday, 30 July 2009

A wet bed episode at 6am, rather unexpected as the precautions that had worked for the past couple of days were in place. By half past six Isobel was cleaned up and asleep in the spare room. By the time I had sorted out the washing and tidied the bedroom it was 7am and I went into the living room to have a nap in a chair. Ten minutes later I was woken by the TV at very high volume. Isobel had woken up and decided it was time to start viewing one of her favourite programmes - Heatbeat. This seems to be shown on various channels almost throughout the day, and the wonders of modern technology enable her to see the same episode twice in the same day and a third time the following day. Two hours later (after I had fallen asleep again) Iona came over and helped get her ready for the hospice. Isobel's language was not too bad this morning, but her balance was as bad as it has ever been.

Iona and I got a lot of work done around the house while Isobel was at the hospice. Iona went home at about 2pm. The plan was to take Isobel direct from the hospice to her friend Rosemary's house as it is very close to the hospice. When I picked Isobel up from the hospice she had wet her skirt and we agreed to leave an emergency bag of clothes at the hospice next week. The forty yard walk to the car drained all Isobel's energy and she was in a state of near collapse. However, the reason for this was discovered to be her shoes. She had put on a pair she has not worn for some time and her feet were slipping slightly inside the shoes. She was trying to counter the slipping by adopting an unusual and physically tiring gait. I took her home, she cleaned up and put on fresh clothes and I drove her over to Rosemary's. When Rosemary returned Isobel a couple of hours later she had wet her skirt again; it is not clear why this problem has been so bad today.

Isobel had chicken Kiev, chips, onion rings, brussel sprouts, green beans, sweetcorn and peas for dinner. She slept in a chair in front of the television for a couple of hours, then had apple crumble.

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