On Sunday it was my Nan’s 90th Birthday.
Since being released from hospital back in June, she has settled into her new home at a residential care centre. My Mum and Aunt viewed the home ahead of Nan going there and were very pleasantly surprised at how nice and welcoming it is. I think you expect the worst – a dreary, sad place – but where Nan is seems to be the opposite. The staff are nice and there’s always an activity or something going on.
Adjusting to leaving her own house and living in the care home was not easy, and at first she was very upset and disorientated. However, as time has gone on, she has become more settled and happier than I have seen her in years. Apparently she can stay here for 12 weeks or so, but it would be a terrible shame for her to have to move again. If only she could stay here for her last years.
With round the clock company and care, she has thrived. In no small part I suspect, due to eating three meals a day and taking her tablets regularly. And just having people around her.
We all went to see her and had a small Birthday party, with sandwiches and cake, and spent some time in the garden. It was lovely.
Mum and Nan
