I was there in time to watch the sun emerge from a small band of cloud just above the horizon of East Lothian. It was beautiful. I saw the usual characters and he even said hello this morning.
Wild indeed though and I did not continue to Allermuir, just dropping back down after Caerketton where I was having trouble standing up in the wind. No idea how strong it was but it felt as strong a wind as I've felt in these hills
I was again glad to have been up there, just for that hour. It was a long hard week. My Dad was finally taken into respite care. His dementia was such that mum couldn't really cope with him anymore. He was wandering, always wanting to go "home" where ever that was. More and more agitation, verging on aggression. I ended up intervening from a distance getting the social workers and mental health nurses to go round and do something. Heartbreaking though to listen to my mum and here desolation at being without him, even though she was at the end of her tether trying to care for him amid such devastating confusion. I feel guilty at what I've done, but think it was the right thing. She just wants him home, wants him to be well. He may come home again, but he will never be the man she knew. It is all so cruel.
As I've said before, it gives a lot of perspective to the rest of life and its petty politics and conflicts.
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My heart goes out to you Chris. You have done the right thing, for your Mum, Dad and your family.
It's an awful decision to have to make but at least it is now done and you can all adjust to how things are now.
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