Its approaching midnight here in the Philippines and time to wish readers of this Blog the happiest, healthiest and most prosperous of years in 2009.
Wednesday 31 December 2008
Sunday 21 December 2008
Monday 15 December 2008
Following comment made recently by Vikki King (vikki.king@yahoo.co.uk) on an earlier post.I have replied with the promise that I would try to find out more for her:
"HI MY NAME IS VICTORIA F MILDON.
MY FATHER WAS THOMAS L MILDON AND SOME OF HIS FAIMLY WAS FROM DEVON.THERE WAS ONCE A PLACE CALLED THE MILDON FARMS I THINK.
HIS FATHER WAS EITHER JAMES OR JOHN.AND HIS MOTHER WAS THR FORMER CHRISTINE REED.I AM 62 YEARS OLD AN ONLY FOUND OUT ABOUT MY FAIMLY AFTER 3 YEARS OF SEARCHING FOR HIM.SAD TO SAY HE HAS BEEN GONE SINCE 1985.
WOULD LIKE VERY MUCH IF YOU COULD
CONTACT ME.MAYBE JUST MAYBE WE COULD BE RELATED.
THANK YOU
vikki.king@yahoo.com"
MY FATHER WAS THOMAS L MILDON AND SOME OF HIS FAIMLY WAS FROM DEVON.THERE WAS ONCE A PLACE CALLED THE MILDON FARMS I THINK.
HIS FATHER WAS EITHER JAMES OR JOHN.AND HIS MOTHER WAS THR FORMER CHRISTINE REED.I AM 62 YEARS OLD AN ONLY FOUND OUT ABOUT MY FAIMLY AFTER 3 YEARS OF SEARCHING FOR HIM.SAD TO SAY HE HAS BEEN GONE SINCE 1985.
WOULD LIKE VERY MUCH IF YOU COULD
CONTACT ME.MAYBE JUST MAYBE WE COULD BE RELATED.
THANK YOU
vikki.king@yahoo.com"
If anyone can help, please either post here, email me or reply direct to Vikki copying the email to me.
Tuesday 2 December 2008
JOYCE HOUGHTON - UPDATE
Following is an extract of an email received from Sally yesterday:
I saw Mum last week. I try to go once a week but at the moment it is a bit hit and miss. I won a huge flower arrangement last week though and was able to take it to the home. Mum was sporting a new pair of slippers which she thinks are riding boots - she thinks she rides every week which is lovely.
She is still weepy - I never see any of the other residents crying and I find it difficult to deal with - she is slimmer than she has ever been - that is one positive she would be delighted about if she knew.
She went on a trip with the home a couple of weeks ago, she was taken on a steam train and apparently really loved it.
I have just purchased her a pink cowboy hat for Christmas. It has a fluffy trim around it - I will try and remember to take the camera with me at christmas and send you a photo.
Thursday 13 November 2008
Monday 10 November 2008
Wednesday 5 November 2008
Saturday 4 October 2008
MY BIRTHDAY
My birthday yesterday, was spent on the beach. The dogs loved it and were plain tuckered out last night. You can see why....
Thank you Wendy, for your timely birthday wishes.
Blooms from the trees along the shoreline
A grand day out and a lovely way to celebrate my 54th birthday.
Friday 26 September 2008
Wednesday 24 September 2008
ANOTHER GENERATION
The news is in Karla's Facebook area and so firmly in the public domain:
We are to become a grandfather early in the new year.
Thursday 21 August 2008
Tuesday 12 August 2008
JOYCE MILDON - UPDATE
Following report from Sally:
I went to the Summer Fete at Mum's home on Saturday. I have never seen her so animated. There was a keyboard player there called Martin and we all had a singsong. Mum wanted to dance and "twirl" - so we danced for about an hour and a half! She had a terrific time and was smiling constantly. She was engaging with the other people at the home, particularly a couple of the men to whom she seems quite attached.
The fete was opened by Judi Spiers who only intended to stay a few minutes and ended up staying for 3 hours joining in with the singing - she was terrific. We had a bit of a chat and she was telling me about the experience she had with her own mother and dementia. It was quite an afternoon. Judi spoke about it on her radio programme this morning and how fantastic she thought the home was compared to the one her own mother had been in.
Mum definately seems to have settled now. She is much more in her own little world - is convinced she goes riding once a week. I have not had any tears for the last 3/4 visits and no references to wanting to leave. She always thanks me for coming and is ok about saying goodbye and is easily distracted from me.
The fete was opened by Judi Spiers who only intended to stay a few minutes and ended up staying for 3 hours joining in with the singing - she was terrific. We had a bit of a chat and she was telling me about the experience she had with her own mother and dementia. It was quite an afternoon. Judi spoke about it on her radio programme this morning and how fantastic she thought the home was compared to the one her own mother had been in.
Mum definately seems to have settled now. She is much more in her own little world - is convinced she goes riding once a week. I have not had any tears for the last 3/4 visits and no references to wanting to leave. She always thanks me for coming and is ok about saying goodbye and is easily distracted from me.
The following has been received from Helen Forward, born Bolham near Tiverton, 3 August 1955:
Hi I have just come across your blog was going to place a message but could not - I am the granddaughter of Amelia Mildon daughter of Michael Mildon son of Richard Mildon and Sarah Anne Burnett - his father in turn was called Richard Mildon and he I think on his third marriage married Mary Anne Burnett Sarah Anne's Aunt.
I have been trying to solve a bit of a Mildon mystery - Richard Mildon who married Sarah Anne Burnett my Grt Grt Grandparents seems to have had itchy feet also! When he marries for some reason they get married at St Peter's Church in Tiverton which is odd and he is a Yeoman Farmer he later becomes an agricultural labourer and in 1851 census he is with his wife, and invalid daughter Amelia (whom my grandmother is supposedly named after who then lives with the Oliver's later in life) in Alverstoke in Hampshire in the army, my grt grandfather Michael Mildon and his brother are at Cadeleigh being brought up by the Burnett grandparents.
However by 1861 Richard has become a butler to a family in Hertfordshire (who seem to have strong ties with India and the army) and has another "wife" Myrah who is from Norfolk! and needless to say younger! also on this census Mary Anne is living as someone elses wife in Templeton (a Mr Davey) and has ner mother living with her and also her daughter Amelia. Mr Davey is dead in 1871 and Sarah Anne is living with her sister in Cheriton Fitzpaine as a pauper - this is Mrs Oliver - but I can never find any further trace of Richard Mildon!
This sort of fits as my Dad always said that Michael Mildon his grandfather never really knew his proper age as he was made an apprentice to a farmer uncle who kept him a year or two longer as they changed his age! Also despite being a middle child and his parents being married and indeed living together both before and after his birth Michael Mildon never puts his father's name on any documents ie marriage certificate which of course is a little odd.
Wednesday 2 April 2008
MESSAGE FROM CHRIS HILL
Please refer to the following message I received on Genes Reunited on 2 Apr 2008. Can anyone shed any light on the queries raised?:
Hi Nic,
Sorry for the delay in replying but I have been a bit tied with alterations to the house.
So you are from the Mildon side of the Burnetts. Like your ancestors mine too lived at the Ridge Farms. My gt grandfather Frederick burnett, was born at Ridge Farm, and in 1851 was living at Haydon Farm with his parents and siblings.
Have you been to visit any of the Burnett Farms or seen St Bartholomews Church? My husband and I stopped there on the way home form the Eden Project in Cornwall in 2006. It felt quite strange standing in the graveyard with so many gravestones of the Burnetts and their children. I did manage to find Haydon Farm, and was kindly allowed to look inside by the owner. I also saw the farm track to Catelake, but there was a tractor or something blocking the way so I could not go any further. Sadly as it was getting pretty late and we still had quite a way to go to get home, we didnt have time to look for Ridge Farm, but I would have loved to have seen it. I know Mary Burnett was left East Ridge Farm in her father Robert's will of 1841, and at her death it was to go to Robert Mildon.
I know Robert was at East Ridge in 1861c with his wife Amelia and their children, and at West Ridge in 1881c and Lower Ridge in 1891c. Do you know if all these farms are the same farm, but divided up, and what happened to them. Did they pass onto other family members or sold, I would love to know?
Regards,
Chris
Hi Nic,
Sorry for the delay in replying but I have been a bit tied with alterations to the house.
So you are from the Mildon side of the Burnetts. Like your ancestors mine too lived at the Ridge Farms. My gt grandfather Frederick burnett, was born at Ridge Farm, and in 1851 was living at Haydon Farm with his parents and siblings.
Have you been to visit any of the Burnett Farms or seen St Bartholomews Church? My husband and I stopped there on the way home form the Eden Project in Cornwall in 2006. It felt quite strange standing in the graveyard with so many gravestones of the Burnetts and their children. I did manage to find Haydon Farm, and was kindly allowed to look inside by the owner. I also saw the farm track to Catelake, but there was a tractor or something blocking the way so I could not go any further. Sadly as it was getting pretty late and we still had quite a way to go to get home, we didnt have time to look for Ridge Farm, but I would have loved to have seen it. I know Mary Burnett was left East Ridge Farm in her father Robert's will of 1841, and at her death it was to go to Robert Mildon.
I know Robert was at East Ridge in 1861c with his wife Amelia and their children, and at West Ridge in 1881c and Lower Ridge in 1891c. Do you know if all these farms are the same farm, but divided up, and what happened to them. Did they pass onto other family members or sold, I would love to know?
Regards,
Chris
Wednesday 26 March 2008
JOYCE HOUGHTON (nee MILDON)
On Sunday 16 March, Sally took me to Hay House where our mother is being looked after. It is a large house standing prominently on a hill above Broadclyst in extensive grounds. The drive from the road to the parking at the front of the house is long. Grass grows on either side and the daffodils were in flower.
The bell was answered by Phyllis in pink slippers who opened the large red front door and peered out. With the help of a nurse we were admitted into the lobby. There is a smell in the house which is noticeable before one enters. Its not unpleasant, but is distinctive.
We went to Mum's room. The nurse undertook to find Mum and bring her too us. Evidently she can get around quite well unaided.
The rooms all have large white doors with the name of the occupant(s) printed on paper. Mum has her own room, number 21 on the first floor. There is a single bed, wardrobe and washbasin. The ceiling is high and the large window faces west which lets in the afternoon sunlight. There are a couple of pieces of furniture from Mum's home: a sideboard and folding leaf table. We had brought her rocking chair, and so placed it by the window. A few of Mum's pictures adorned the walls together with her wall-clock that shows time, day and date.
The door opened and Mum shuffled in. She greeted Sally whom she seemed to recognise and then registered my presence, smiled and said my name. We embraced. She has lost a lot of weight and had the trace of a bruise on her right cheek where she had been struck by another resident.
In talking with Mum that Sunday afternoon it was clear that she has little or no memory of events later than the forties. She talks a lot of Copplestone, Cheriton and the names of Harry Martin, John Thorne and Bill Drake. She eats and sleeps well we believe, although I think she might benefit from vitamin and mineral supplements. She appears to drink tea whenever the opportunity arises.
Throughout the the week that followed I visited Mum everyday and stayed for several hours. I usually made my excuses to leave when her evening meal was brought to her. The stafff would come in with photographs they had gathered up from around the house. Mum was in the habit of taking armfuls downstairs. During the week I managed to nail many of them to the walls of her room in an effort to stop them going walkabout. I brought in a large picture of three horses that she had at home. She liked it and told me that she used to exercise and groom all three. I am not so sure. The picture is entitled "Three Kings" and names each mount as: Red Rum, Arkle and Desert Orchid.
I think I learned not to contradict details which you know to be inaccurate. Mum's reality is not your own. However it was particularly hard to deal with questions like: "Why does Mum and Dad not come to see me?". In the end I told her that they were very old and too frail to make the trip.
During the week Mum took a tumble. The staff rang Sally to inform her. She had fallen in the corridor on the ground floor. She spends a lot of time there, as she likes the pharmacist. She landed on the cheek that was already bruised. The doctor was called and a fracture is not suspected. Her face and eye are very bruised though.
All the staff seem very caring, although Mum clearly has her favourites.
Do visit Mum if you have a mind to. The address and contact details are on an earlier post. Visitors are genuinely welcomed by the staff at Hay House. I feel that any stimulus must be helpful to Mum. If you can, post a report on the blog or ask someone else to do it for you, so much the better. When I am so far away I would be most interested to read them.
What happens now? Well, I have returned to London and will begin planning my journey home to the Philippines. Sally and I have talked over the predicament of what is best for Mum. We are still weighing up the options - and there are one or two. We want to be sure we do the right thing by Mum, to give her the best quality of life she can reasonably expect.
The bell was answered by Phyllis in pink slippers who opened the large red front door and peered out. With the help of a nurse we were admitted into the lobby. There is a smell in the house which is noticeable before one enters. Its not unpleasant, but is distinctive.
We went to Mum's room. The nurse undertook to find Mum and bring her too us. Evidently she can get around quite well unaided.
The rooms all have large white doors with the name of the occupant(s) printed on paper. Mum has her own room, number 21 on the first floor. There is a single bed, wardrobe and washbasin. The ceiling is high and the large window faces west which lets in the afternoon sunlight. There are a couple of pieces of furniture from Mum's home: a sideboard and folding leaf table. We had brought her rocking chair, and so placed it by the window. A few of Mum's pictures adorned the walls together with her wall-clock that shows time, day and date.
The door opened and Mum shuffled in. She greeted Sally whom she seemed to recognise and then registered my presence, smiled and said my name. We embraced. She has lost a lot of weight and had the trace of a bruise on her right cheek where she had been struck by another resident.
In talking with Mum that Sunday afternoon it was clear that she has little or no memory of events later than the forties. She talks a lot of Copplestone, Cheriton and the names of Harry Martin, John Thorne and Bill Drake. She eats and sleeps well we believe, although I think she might benefit from vitamin and mineral supplements. She appears to drink tea whenever the opportunity arises.
Throughout the the week that followed I visited Mum everyday and stayed for several hours. I usually made my excuses to leave when her evening meal was brought to her. The stafff would come in with photographs they had gathered up from around the house. Mum was in the habit of taking armfuls downstairs. During the week I managed to nail many of them to the walls of her room in an effort to stop them going walkabout. I brought in a large picture of three horses that she had at home. She liked it and told me that she used to exercise and groom all three. I am not so sure. The picture is entitled "Three Kings" and names each mount as: Red Rum, Arkle and Desert Orchid.
I think I learned not to contradict details which you know to be inaccurate. Mum's reality is not your own. However it was particularly hard to deal with questions like: "Why does Mum and Dad not come to see me?". In the end I told her that they were very old and too frail to make the trip.
During the week Mum took a tumble. The staff rang Sally to inform her. She had fallen in the corridor on the ground floor. She spends a lot of time there, as she likes the pharmacist. She landed on the cheek that was already bruised. The doctor was called and a fracture is not suspected. Her face and eye are very bruised though.
All the staff seem very caring, although Mum clearly has her favourites.
Do visit Mum if you have a mind to. The address and contact details are on an earlier post. Visitors are genuinely welcomed by the staff at Hay House. I feel that any stimulus must be helpful to Mum. If you can, post a report on the blog or ask someone else to do it for you, so much the better. When I am so far away I would be most interested to read them.
What happens now? Well, I have returned to London and will begin planning my journey home to the Philippines. Sally and I have talked over the predicament of what is best for Mum. We are still weighing up the options - and there are one or two. We want to be sure we do the right thing by Mum, to give her the best quality of life she can reasonably expect.
Friday 14 March 2008
NIC IN UK
I arrived back in UK on Tuesday 4 March. I have been in London since arriving in order to address some personal admin issues. My good friend Rob has kindly allowed me access to his internet and office facilities at his home.
I managed to meet my nephew Jonathan, at Waterloo yesterday. He has just moved to the capital from Guildford and starts a new job on Monday. He treated me to a coffee and we had a good natter about all sorts of topics (my mother, which game console to buy, his new job, his father in New York, sushi restaurants...).
Tomorrow Saturday 15 March I head for Devon by hire car. I shall stay at Mother's house which Sally has placed on the market. I am first meeting my half-sister Abi at our Father's graveside near Tiverton. It is two years since his death on 13 March 2006, two days after his 75th birthday. There is a blog devoted to his (the Houghton) side of the family at http://houghtonbeachparty.blogspot.com/ .
On Sunday Sally and I are going to visit Mum at the nursing home. This will be the first time that I have seen her since she waved me goodbye last September before she fell ill. I have an enduring memory of her standing in her garden waving, as seen through my rear view mirror.
I still do not know quite what to expect, and people have been reluctant, or do not have the words to explain.
I shall probably stay down there until Tuesday 25 March when I shall return to London and prepare to fly back to The Philippines.
If family or friends would like to contact me whilst I am in UK, my mobile telephone number is: 07958 400 122
I managed to meet my nephew Jonathan, at Waterloo yesterday. He has just moved to the capital from Guildford and starts a new job on Monday. He treated me to a coffee and we had a good natter about all sorts of topics (my mother, which game console to buy, his new job, his father in New York, sushi restaurants...).
Tomorrow Saturday 15 March I head for Devon by hire car. I shall stay at Mother's house which Sally has placed on the market. I am first meeting my half-sister Abi at our Father's graveside near Tiverton. It is two years since his death on 13 March 2006, two days after his 75th birthday. There is a blog devoted to his (the Houghton) side of the family at http://houghtonbeachparty.blogspot.com/ .
On Sunday Sally and I are going to visit Mum at the nursing home. This will be the first time that I have seen her since she waved me goodbye last September before she fell ill. I have an enduring memory of her standing in her garden waving, as seen through my rear view mirror.
I still do not know quite what to expect, and people have been reluctant, or do not have the words to explain.
I shall probably stay down there until Tuesday 25 March when I shall return to London and prepare to fly back to The Philippines.
If family or friends would like to contact me whilst I am in UK, my mobile telephone number is: 07958 400 122
Sunday 10 February 2008
Hi Everyone
Hi Sally, Nic ,
I do apologise but it has been a while since I last logged onto the site. However it was comforting to know Aunty Joyce is settling into her new environment. It must have been quite difficult for you Sally, but she is in the safest place.
I am glad Nic you will be coming over next month for a few weeks i am sure your Mum and Sally will be glad to see you. Your xmas pics look very picturesque , I hope it all works out well for you over there.
Mum and Dad are keeping well, they did not escape the dreaded cold virus that went around but they got through it reasonably well. The only downside was dads cold managed to raise it's ugly head christmas day and he went without a christmas dinner and participating in the Christmas party games.....bless !
Will try and get a few more stories and pics added to the blog soon, need to catch dad in one of his reminising moments and jot down a few things.
Love to all xx Wendy
I do apologise but it has been a while since I last logged onto the site. However it was comforting to know Aunty Joyce is settling into her new environment. It must have been quite difficult for you Sally, but she is in the safest place.
I am glad Nic you will be coming over next month for a few weeks i am sure your Mum and Sally will be glad to see you. Your xmas pics look very picturesque , I hope it all works out well for you over there.
Mum and Dad are keeping well, they did not escape the dreaded cold virus that went around but they got through it reasonably well. The only downside was dads cold managed to raise it's ugly head christmas day and he went without a christmas dinner and participating in the Christmas party games.....bless !
Will try and get a few more stories and pics added to the blog soon, need to catch dad in one of his reminising moments and jot down a few things.
Love to all xx Wendy
Wednesday 30 January 2008
HAY HOUSE
I have found the following information about Hay House Nursing Home on the internet:
Hay House Nursing Home,
Broadclyst,
Exeter. EX5 3JL
Contact: Manager
Tel: 01392 461779
This home accommodates 35 residents in 25 single and 5 shared rooms. It is a converted building with a garden, and opened around 1993. Overnight visitors can usually be accommodated.
Suitable for: learning disability / mental disorder / dementia clients.
Care period: Short stay and respite / Longer stay / Trial visits clients.
Location: The home is in a rural location.
Distances: Shop 0.5 mile(s), post office 0.5 mile(s), chemist 3 mile(s), library 5 mile(s), GP surgery 0.5 mile(s), bank 5 mile(s), bus stop 0.5 mile(s), shopping centre 3 mile(s), train station 4 mile(s), pub 0.5 mile(s).
Lifestyle: Residents may bring their own furniture and choose their room decoration. There is a lot of flexibility about meals. Activities are organised daily. Smokers are usually accepted.
Activities: Activities are organised daily. Individual hobbies are catered for.
Cost: From £500 pwk.
Inspection Report: Read care standards authority inspection reports.
Hay House Nursing Home,
Broadclyst,
Exeter. EX5 3JL
Contact: Manager
Tel: 01392 461779
This home accommodates 35 residents in 25 single and 5 shared rooms. It is a converted building with a garden, and opened around 1993. Overnight visitors can usually be accommodated.
Suitable for: learning disability / mental disorder / dementia clients.
Care period: Short stay and respite / Longer stay / Trial visits clients.
Location: The home is in a rural location.
Distances: Shop 0.5 mile(s), post office 0.5 mile(s), chemist 3 mile(s), library 5 mile(s), GP surgery 0.5 mile(s), bank 5 mile(s), bus stop 0.5 mile(s), shopping centre 3 mile(s), train station 4 mile(s), pub 0.5 mile(s).
Lifestyle: Residents may bring their own furniture and choose their room decoration. There is a lot of flexibility about meals. Activities are organised daily. Smokers are usually accepted.
Activities: Activities are organised daily. Individual hobbies are catered for.
Cost: From £500 pwk.
Inspection Report: Read care standards authority inspection reports.
JOYCE HOUGHTON
It was very good (and something of a relief) to read Sally's update of my mother after so long without any news.
I shall be back in UK in March for a few weeks and look forward to spending some time with her.
I shall be back in UK in March for a few weeks and look forward to spending some time with her.
Tuesday 29 January 2008
Monday 28 January 2008
Joyce Houghton
Hi all
Well it has been a very long 3 months. Mum is now settled in a new home. She has made excellent physical progress and is able to walk with someone to steady her. I visited her after work this evening and she looked quite beautiful. Her hair has grown very long and had been put up. One of the nurses at the home had painted her nails a lovely warm pink. She was dressed in a black polo necked jumper teamed with some smart slacks. Pearls draped around her neck and a rather fetching tartan shawl. As always she was delighted to see me.
She is still very confused and living in the past. She talks alot about Nic (who if anyone asks is travelling the world!), Jonathan, Uncle John, Uncle Benny, Aunty Gertie and her parents and grandparents. Sometimes she remembers they are gone and sometimes she wonders why they haven't been to visit her. She moved into Hay House Nursing Home, Broadclyst two weeks ago. At first she really didn't like it and kept asking me to take her away with me in the car so that we could call at the police station and they would help us escape. Today she seemed more settled and accepting that she could not leave with me. She has a large first floor room in this rather beautiful and grand old house. There is a resident dog called Saffie, a lovely golden retriever. Donkeys from the local Sidmouth Sanctuary also pay visits from time to time, I am hoping they might drop by soon. In the beginning I found the home very disturbing, Mum has been assessed as needing a home that cares for people with significant behavioural problems and there are some rather challenging residents. My main worry was that Mum had been misdiagnosed and that she was being put into the wrong establishment and how would she cope with these mentally ill people. It would seem though that she does not notice them which leads me to believe that she is one of them. I have struggled with this, it all happened so fast. One day we had a slightly forgetful Mother and the next we were catapulted into a completely different world. The staff are very kind and special people, I believe that she is being well cared for. I hope she starts to think of it as home and that she will find some peace. Hay House is surrounded by country, she can see sheep from her bedroom window and acres of fields. When I first tried to explain that she was being moved to Hay House she thought for a while and then said "but what if someone lights a match!"
I will update from time to time. Hope this finds you all well.
Sally x
Well it has been a very long 3 months. Mum is now settled in a new home. She has made excellent physical progress and is able to walk with someone to steady her. I visited her after work this evening and she looked quite beautiful. Her hair has grown very long and had been put up. One of the nurses at the home had painted her nails a lovely warm pink. She was dressed in a black polo necked jumper teamed with some smart slacks. Pearls draped around her neck and a rather fetching tartan shawl. As always she was delighted to see me.
She is still very confused and living in the past. She talks alot about Nic (who if anyone asks is travelling the world!), Jonathan, Uncle John, Uncle Benny, Aunty Gertie and her parents and grandparents. Sometimes she remembers they are gone and sometimes she wonders why they haven't been to visit her. She moved into Hay House Nursing Home, Broadclyst two weeks ago. At first she really didn't like it and kept asking me to take her away with me in the car so that we could call at the police station and they would help us escape. Today she seemed more settled and accepting that she could not leave with me. She has a large first floor room in this rather beautiful and grand old house. There is a resident dog called Saffie, a lovely golden retriever. Donkeys from the local Sidmouth Sanctuary also pay visits from time to time, I am hoping they might drop by soon. In the beginning I found the home very disturbing, Mum has been assessed as needing a home that cares for people with significant behavioural problems and there are some rather challenging residents. My main worry was that Mum had been misdiagnosed and that she was being put into the wrong establishment and how would she cope with these mentally ill people. It would seem though that she does not notice them which leads me to believe that she is one of them. I have struggled with this, it all happened so fast. One day we had a slightly forgetful Mother and the next we were catapulted into a completely different world. The staff are very kind and special people, I believe that she is being well cared for. I hope she starts to think of it as home and that she will find some peace. Hay House is surrounded by country, she can see sheep from her bedroom window and acres of fields. When I first tried to explain that she was being moved to Hay House she thought for a while and then said "but what if someone lights a match!"
I will update from time to time. Hope this finds you all well.
Sally x
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