This weekend was the Christmas tree fair at our local church. It was advertised as tea and cakes and Christmas trees so I was not really expecting to sell many teddies. However, I set up my Christmas tree with some of my teddy decorations and some of the little teds and put the bigger bears on display with leaflets from The Lewy Body Society. It proved to be a very successful event for the church with may local walkers stopping by to view the trees and sit down for some tea and taste some of the yummy cakes on display. I was able to talk to a number of folk who stopped at my tree about Lewy Body dementia, none of whom had ever heard of it. One lady quickly realised that one of her neighbours displayed all of the symptoms and another realised that her father also probably had it. I also managed to sell a few of the decorations and some of the little teddies which was great. I also received lots of compliments about the bears with one or two people liking them to Steiff bears – really lovely to hear!
One of Mum’s carers had told me that she wanted to buy one of the little bears so I took a selection of those that were left into Mum’s care home today and ended up selling 3 more bears! Thus I am now on my way to making my second £300 for the charity which is great news.
Mum was not in a great place today. She was asleep when we arrived and looked tired and dehydrated. There was a cup of cold coffee on the table in front of her. I woke her up gently and offered her the coffee we had bought from the local shop which I helped her to drink. She was soon awake but looked very tired. ‘ Can I tell you a secret?’ she asked me conspiratorially. I wondered what she was going to tell me and then whispered ‘ I can no longer get of bed. What do you think of that?’ I told her that I thought she was in the best place as it was very cold outside. She then went on to tell me that her boyfriend from school and visited yesterday and sat by her bed for 2 hours. She couldn’t remember his name but it had obviously been a very happy visit!
I gave her a Christmas card from us and also a beautiful card my sister had made and had sent from Tasmania. My card said something along the lines of the best Mummy in the world – to which she added ‘ and the best whisky drinker!!’
She then asked me if I had seen my Uncle Jack in Bromsgrove recently as she had been told he was back from Australia. I told her that he had died over 40 years ago whilst he was living in Australia. ‘ Ah, so it couldn’t have been him.’ she replied.
She then declared that she wanted to find a rich man! I told her that money wasn’t everything and that I had never managed to find one. She replied that I was definitely wrong but that there were not many in existence.
Her lunch arrived and she managed a few mouthfuls along with her usual glass of whisky before falling asleep. Sleep dreams Mum!