A couple of minutes later, I hear one of the staff members directing her, as she has evidently lost her way and doesn't know her way to the bathroom, though she's been living here for 2 months now.
A few minutes later, I hear the astonished exclamatory noises that Mum is prone to making on entering a room, only I can tell she's at the other end of the corridor and has obviously walked down to the lounge. I hear the same staff member gently reminding Mum that her Son is visiting her and is waiting in her bedroom. Mum sounds genuinely surprised.
Last year, little things like this would have worried the hell out of me. Now, I just feel a wisp of sadness pass over me and then I feel relieved that Mum is being cared for here.