Just got back from seeing mum, i love seeing her in the morning, she looks so rested.
I was more than a little disconcerted when she told me that she did'nt like one of the nurses that was on duty in the night, she said that she was very rough with her, i asked her to explain what she meant, in what way was she rough? she said she treated her like a rag doll and she'd hurt her arms helping her off the bed to use the toilet, to try to find out more about the nurse i asked if she had an accent, she said she did'nt know because she never spoke!
I've decided to leave things and go later this evening to see if she's on duty and have a word with the night sister.
I am so fecking angry, how dare that bitch hurt my lovely little mum.
It's such good therapy writing my thoughts on here, reading and laughing at posts and playing in the arcade helps me escape fom the reality for a little while at least.