This tumblr is most likely going to work in reverse.. starting with recent events and trying to make some sense out the shit that’s happened over the last couple of years.
I feel a bit sad this week, as dad has to have his fluid given to him now as “custard” consistency, which means we can no longer give him a drink gently with a beaker and spout. Now it has to be spooned into his mouth.

It’s pointless to moan about the indignity of it all, as dad doesn’t really have a sense of that any more. All we can do is be nice to him, reassure him, talk to him and try and make him comfortable.

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