Today by day is the first year of losing mum, suddenly, unexpectedly. Spoke to her the night before, she, as usual was telling me off for doing too much and doing to much running around for her and dad. Remember telling her to stop being silly, I was ok and would pick her up at 12.30pm Tues afternoon to take her to the eye hospital then I’d head off to the hairdresser’s and come back for her.
Little did I know that would be the last conversation we had, dad phoned me at 10am the next day to say mum was on the floor , stock still and he couldn’t move her.
In a flash, a DVT and massive heart attack took her in a nano second.
It’s the way she would’ve liked to go but not for us, no chance to say goodbye, no time to say I love you.
In an instance I lost mum and became alone in caring for my dad, who 4 days earlier received the diagnosis of advanced Vascular Dementia… I feel I’ve fallen on a double edged sword… Grieving for mum and watch dad deteriorate weekly.
I very much welcome the regular bereavement texts from Sue Ryder 
