For years I was my parents’ reluctant carer. Then I was told I was making things worse
The Guardian
JULY 6, 2024
I was there through their infirmity, incontinence, our cohabitation - and suddenly I was fired Like an organised criminal, my mother no longer communicates by phone. Visiting her can be convoluted, but it beats the days when I thought I might never get away. That’s what I tell myself, anyway. Her, I tell very little, until I arrive. Plans and possibilities weigh heavily on Mum’s mind, raising questions whose answers she cannot remember, stranding her in her own inquiries.
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