Mum's home.

Mum was sent home from hospital on Thursday 24th June. I spoke to her the next day - she sounded frail and unwell. She was on her own for most of the day. My Dad goes to a day centre on Fridays and my nephew, who stayed for the first night that Mum was home, had left before lunch. I had to get to work, so I had to cut the conversation and leave Mum to get on with things for herself. I felt the usual guilt at not being able to go over and give her a hand to get her lunch and give her some company; she was feeling lonely and vunerable. I could tell that a mile off.