I’d just finished visiting mum after a particularly difficult family meeting which was mediated by a care lead of mum’s residential home.

The strung out and overworked carers around him and the duty nurse Steve were all on high alert.

Doris sits in her wheelchair by the edge of the dining tables, a busy thoroughfare, grasping at people as they walk by her, each one swerving, avoiding her grabbing hands. Each one another painful rejection.

How a lack of autonomy & agency impact health for a person living with dementia…

Recently, I’ve been thinking more about time and the pressure we are under to fit everything in…