After a gruelling two hour session with the eye doctor yesterday mum was raw and out of sorts both physically and mentally. So, although pained, I accepted her "go aways" and went and sat in the kitchen with Mr Hairy Suit.
I couldn't though relax so I went back and sat at mum's feet. Her face was distorted her eye weeping and her manner offish but I persevered with tenderness. For once love took over from anger and I couldn't do anything but feel for her.