I’m exhausted.

Ivy has gone into a Resthome for a few weeks. Unfortunately she’s unable to be alone in her own home overnight. Her mind has been playing games with her and it’s been very frightening for her.
I stayed with her last night but it’s not something I’m able to do regularly .
I spent the morning sorting things out with the people involved, GP etc and by 2 pm she was settled in her very nice room.
She’s not happy about not being home but has been very good about it.

I’ll be going to see her each day as usual.
It’s a bit of a relief to know that the staff will be there for her during the night.

This is her and her very good friend who helped me move her in.
A nice afternoon tea was bought into her room for us all.