We visited Gran in hospital today. She was looking very relaxed and settled. The hairdresser had been in, and the nursing assistant had given her a manicure. She had participated in a chair exercise session that morning, and had watched a film after lunch. She seems to be far less agitated in this setting, much as I thought she would. She's not sure why she is there, and yet she thinks this is where she has always been. She knows this wee boy's smile though.
Thanks you for all your supportive and gentle messages about Mum. I have a half drafted post in my head somewhere about my thoughts and feelings regarding this. It may come out fully fledged one day - who knows? For now, though, we are just holding on as much as we can.