Lambs already.....and it's still light at 5.30pm.....half term too...maybe the slow dark march out of winter has started.
I made three appointments today. The first, for a team from the social services to come on Tuesday and re-assess Robin in the light of his different needs - and mine. The walking group - the one where they don't walk - is being phased out and they want to discuss other options as well. One to one is better for Robin.
The second appointment is for a lovely Occupational Therapist to come on Monday and watch Robin get up and dressed.... see if there is anything she can advise about making it all easier. Like shaving at a table with a bowl of water so he doesn't have to raise his arms so high......how to pull a jumper over his head, get his socks on. She came yesterday with lots of helpful suggestions and now I'm looking into buying an easy-grip handle spoon and fork, a tall drinking cup, velcro fasteners instead of a zip on his jeans, and a bidet toilet.
The third appointment is for an estate agent to come and value the house....for that hard to imagine future when I may need to sell it....for Robin's care.
This afternoon, while Robin was wrapped in the tender loving care of the marvellous women at The Mede, I lay on the bed in the spare room with the sun filtering in through the blinds and read my book - Brooklyn by Colm Tolbin - escaped into America and Ireland in the 1950's - and forgot about everything for one sweet blissful hour.
Sidmouth on Monday
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