Days with my grandmother

My nan has always been ready for things. Never been one to sit and be idle. Up and active with her coat and shoes on early each morning, ready to start the day.

Ever since my mum can remember, Friday has always been a “clean bed day” in my nan’s house. She has always been a clean and tidy lady but throughout the stages of dementia this day gradually faded out. Having clean sheets on the bed, now only happens if it is done for her.

She always assists my mum with making it even though she is convinced it is not her home.

I took these photographs during lunch time… For my nan, lunch time is usually a time when she convinces herself that she's eaten and sometimes not realising when she's hungry. It’s now all about encouraging her to eat, so making her lunch is always satisfying.

She often takes pauses to question if everyone else has eaten even though its just her and I in the room.

Staring, wandering , biting her nails - you can start to see when confusion kicks in, usually followed by a sudden change of emotion.

I captured this moment just before she felt lost and didn’t understand where she was.

The majority of dinner times are confusing. Going back to the days when she fed for 7 children, thinking they are all coming home for their tea. There are also days when she waits for family members to bring her her dinner. Bringing her back to reality can be tough.