Day 2,174 (still not) in the Nanny June Care Home
- Liz Morrison
- Oct 26, 2020
- 2 min read
The One With My Precious; a transcript of our phone call.

Hello. It’s Elizabeth. How are you?
Oh.... I’m can’t do the getting dressed... think of what I am supposed to... errr... can’t get the can’t get the…
How are you doing - are you okay?
I can’t. With… trying to. Not anything.
I know. You can’t get the words out.
I.. very frustrate... I can’t.
Maybe you need a cup of tea or coffee and some cake. That might help.
Why?
A cup of coffee and some cake fixes most things.
No. I don’t… can’t…
Maybe you are a bit tired. Maybe have a sleep? A nap?
Sleep? Now? In the day? Why?
It’s okay. Don’t worry.
How are you?
Actually, my feet feel very cold!
Why are your feet can’t feel?
I am not sure. Probably because I don’t have socks on.
How are they all? The children?
They are good. We are on half term so we went out for a few walks. We went swimming last week too.
Swimming? You? Went swimming?
Yes. Yes.
What are they now? The children?
They are 9 years old, 7 years old and 5 years old.
Oh. You are must be… can’t have much.
Busy. Yes - most people say I must have my hands full.
How are mum and dad?
Not sure, I haven’t seen them for a while
Oh... I can’t. Umm. Errr. My words. Don’t.
I know.
How are our other sisters? Who are they?
>inserts a brief history of siblings<
I am not your sister though. I am you daughter. Elizabeth.
Yes. Daughter, you are my. Errr. You are. Ummm. My
*long pause*
Precious.
I haven’t seen you in a while. Sorry about that.
I know. Why?
There is a flu going around and I don’t want to risk giving it to you.
I don’t mind.
I know. But other people do. And I don’t want to make you ill.
Oh.
It has been a long time since I came to see you properly. And about two months since I came to visit.
I can’t remember. My... err memory. Is umm...
I know. Don’t worry. I will see you again when I can.
I should umm.. go and lie down.
Okay. Thanks for calling me precious. I miss seeing you.
Well you are. You are precious. Bye then.
Bye.
A member of the care home staff comes on the phone and I am crying.
We can do this more often she says.
The trouble is I don’t want to do it more often, it is too emotionally challenging.
You have to what is right for you as well she says.
Another phonemail is scheduled for a fortnight.
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