Today (well yesterday I suppose as its 1.42 am now) started very well. Took the kids shopping and we had hot chocolate and cake for a special treat. Went home to do some wrapping with a view to spending the afternoon delivering pressies and visiting friends.
Call from my Dad asking me to go down as Mum wasn't well. Told the kids I'd be an hour and they asked to stay in the house and watch a film.
The next hour or two went by in a bit of a bit of a daze. Mum had a stroke, the doctor had to get her to hospital under some clause of the mental health act because she was refusing to go, the kids ended up dumped off with a neighbour and I had my first ride in an ambulance.
Didn't get home until 1am. Katie was asleep and Joe had waited up for me. He was so sensible and was clearly concernd about his Gran, but I could sense the disappointment in his voice.
Mum is on the stroke ward now. They asked my brother and I to discuss a DNR with other family members. Ultimately it has to be my Dad's decision, as her next of kin, but that's another conversation for another time.
So if I'm not around much over the next few days, I'll be either at the hospital or trying to make my children not hate me. Either way, I'll be thinking of you all and I hope that each and every one of you has a brilliant Christmas.