Got your letter this morning, by coincidence I was writing this as the post arrived.
Bad news I'm afraid, Mum had a massive stroke on Monday and has been in Hospital ever since. I have tried to call you over the past few days but just get machines, and you know me, I can't talk to machines.
She's in a bad way, can't move or talk. To be honest I don't think she even knows I'm there. Her eyes are open but there's a kind of vacant look, I don't think she knows who I am.
Doctors say that she may remain like this for a long time. I've been at the Hospital every day to be with her, bit of a nightmare journey, two buses and then I get a cab for the last bit. Because of my dodgey leg I gave up driving some time ago, Mums done all the driving for the past few months.
Doesn't matter about Sunday lunch now, although she was looking forward to it so much, she'd been on and on about it for days. I think it will be a very very long time before we'll be able to have a Sunday lunch all together.
Don't worry about the money you owe us for the Kitchen, lets call it quits and move on. But as far as anything else is concerned I think all our money now will be going on Mum. She's going to need round the clock care from now on and these things cost a fortune. But only the best for your Mum. Even if I have to sell the house and all our possesions, I have made a promise to her that she will have the best.
We saw you in Asda, Mum insisted we go although she wasn't feeling all that well, she didn't want to turn up for Sunday lunch empty handed. Thought you might have come over and said hello, but Mum said you were probably too busy and in the end we had a bit of a row about it. She had the stroke in Asda car park. Doctors said that it may have been the strain of trying to carry all those heavy bags to her car. I can't carry a thing because of my damn leg.
Call me when you can and I'll give you the Hospital details, if your not too busy maybe you could pop in and see her.