I feel much stronger since I've been home, fresh air, dog walks and an escape from the stiflingly intense and emotional 'watching your mother die' situation. I've have had tremendous support from friends, thank you all.
Martin is now 150 miles away at work (with my blessing - yesterday) but today I'm having a wobble and wondering if I should go to Croydon tomorrow (as opposed to Thursday) to be with my Dad and sisters and to talk to Mum again now she is peaceful.
This situation is agony.
Picture is of the office - I went into work today but didn't get that much done.