Baking and Loving

I wanted to make everyone happy so I got up early and baked and shopped. It had to be an early start because mum had an eye appointment in the afternoon. Or so I thought.

Firstly a sweet Mincemeat and Date Cake for Hairy's ma and pa then a few cuppas with Hairy himself. He'd popped in to talk Christmas so we chatted merrily before it was time to take mum to the hospital.

She looked awful.........pain has a way of contorting the face, and as I stood at the end of the bed I knew she wasn't going anywhere.
"What'll I do Ang?
She was telling me in a convoluted way that she didn't feel well enough to have a Mr. Eye Man poking needles in her eyes but she wanted me to make the decision for her.
So I did.
" We're not going to the eye clinic we're going to the surgery".
With that she slumped on the bed, relieved I think, and quickly fell asleep.

Her arms and back have been wickedly painful lately and it's getting her down so much so that she again told me she wished she were dead.

She saw the Doc.
He's reluctant to give her opiates so suggested she increases her regular painkillers. A blood test was arranged too.

We came out drained.
Mum looked pale like a lifeless silvery fish.
I, like a worn out person.

I fell into the car wishing it could be Christmas every day so I could shower mum with lots of beautiful things.

I recently bought her a wedding ring.

There's still lots of baking to be done, two Gingerbreads at least.

Seems like a good and perfect time to wish everyone who reads my blog ... Rob, The Nofs, Guernsey Girl, The Major, Ken, Parky, Jerry and Digger a Merry Christmas.


Be Happy!