Is it still only Monday ?

I feel like I've lived through a week in one day.

Waited and waited all morning for mum to arrive home. Didn't sleep one wink last night with my mind worrying about stupid stuff.

When they delivered her she was wearing someone else's socks and had no suitcase with her. I asked the driver and he said he thought it was odd that she'd been away for a fortnight and only had a little plastic bag with her.

In the bag was the remainder of her medicines, two pairs of trousers and a jumper.

I phoned the home and they had a look and found the suitcase and also the seat cushion off the wheelchair which was also missing.

I drove up there to collect it and I was shattered with not having any sleep the night before and stressed through having to leave mum on her own while I went up there. Really didn't want to leave her on her first day home.

Got suitcase and cushion which was carried to my car for me.

At home I got suitcase from car and noticed how unusually light it was.

Checked and it had nothing in it. Chin hits floor and I hit the roof.

Rang the home again and was told someone would ring me back when they'd finished their break. I waited and waited and waited, nothing.

I phoned and how coincidental that I did this just as she was about to ring me or so she said. Hmmm.

Anyway all the clothes are in the laundry I get told. Seems strange to me that even her dressing gown was in the laundry.

I got asked if I could wait until tomorrow when they will let me know when it is ready to be collected so I said yes. Ha what choice do I have.

They told me that the chart I'd been completing of mum's blood sugar readings that I'd asked them to continue adding to, was in the suitcase. I checked every inch and couldn't find it.

Rang them back to tell them and she said "Oh no, it's here on the wall". Sigh !

I am a wreck. So much for carer's respite hey ?