Phoned John and Maureen last night and the news out of Gee Cross continues to be positive I'm delighted to say. My sister sounds more like her old, cheerful self each time I speak to her - someone I thought was lost forever. And John remains stoic in the face of all the challenges he faces, telling me he's better off than those who can't pay their bills and those who have bombs dropping on them. It's cliched wisdom, yes, but very hard-fought and completely real, nonetheless. I hope I'll be able to speak as sanely as that in the face of adversity, when it comes my way.
Maureen is going to what they referred to as a 'memory clinic' later in the week, situated at Tameside General. Didn't know such clinics existed, though considering the prevalence of various forms of dementia amongst the aged the specialism shouldn't surprise me. According to John, Maureen's short term memory is very poor indeed, but I'm hopeful something might be done to delay her cognitive decline. If they are granted a year or two - even more, I hope - of their current quality of life that will be an unexpected blessing.
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