HarryC

Another short extract from my book about my time spent caring for my mother during her final illness. After being rushed into hospital with renal failure, she hadn't been expected to survive. Miraculously, though, she pulled through and began to get physically better. But the ward she was put on was dismal and her psychological health began to suffer. She was expected to stay in for ten days. Then it became two weeks. Then three. Each time I visited, they kept putting her discharge date back another few days - and with each delay, she was getting more and more depressed. Her sister, Phyllis, had come to stay at mum's bungalow to keep it occupied for her return.