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Feeling so much better!

I’m feeling much better today, but I don’t want to push myself to do too much. It’s important to give myself time to recover fully.

I start the day by attending to some basic administrative tasks, attempting to sort out information for my UK taxes. While it seems straightforward, it can be quite a hassle. Since I no longer have access to my UK bank account, I have to go online and request certain documents. Additionally, handling Grace’s taxes for the UK is a pain as well, especially considering that her income is £0.

Grace is so tired!

I’m informed that Grace had a restless night of sleep. She sits in her wheelchair next to me and eventually dozes off. A nurse comes by, suggesting that Grace should move to the other living room for lunch. However, I insist on letting her sleep, asserting that I want her to have that time to rest. By now, I hope that everyone is comfortable with me making decisions regarding Grace’s care. Grace sleeps for another 20-30 minutes and then wakes up. She enjoys a comforting meal of mushroom soup and a peanut butter sandwich.

Why does no one visit Grace?

I find it surprising that no one comes to visit Grace in the care home. I wonder if it’s because of me? Are they trying to avoid me. If that’s the case, it’s a poor excuse and unfair to Grace. The focus should be on her, not me. Perhaps they blame me for Grace’s current condition.

These days, Grace often falls asleep while eating. Even during lunch, she holds onto my hand. We move to the other living room where I gently lay her down on the sofa and rest her head on my lap. She sleeps there for an hour. Then, I decide it’s time for a drive, so we venture out.

Off to Kinderdijk

We spend an hour driving along the small roads near Kinderdijk, which is famous for its windmills. Grace appears visibly tired; she either remains quiet or dozes off for short periods of around five minutes.