My Nannie

So my poor nanny had another fall today and is back in hospital, they think she might have had a stroke and so she is nil by mouth at the moment. I managed to visit on my lunch break ( I work upstairs from the ward she is in) and also when I finished, she is speaking but slurred and she grabbed my hand and held it tight, which is so unlike her (she is not a very openly emotional/cuddly person). She just looks so small and vulnerable in that bed. She stopped enjoying life a long time ago due to mental health issues but I have lovely memories of things she would do with me when she was well, crafts, knitting, games, baking. 

2 thoughts on “My Nannie”

  1. Is that your grandmother? I know it means a lot to her for you to visit. She remembers those good times, too. It’s good that she holds your hand. That comforts her. God bless you both.

  2. Thank you so much, yes she is my grandmother, I will go and visit again today, she did so much for me when i was young xx

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