On Monday when we signed the papers, we had to give them permission to test mum for the Covid. Don't know if it's happened yet. In the e-mail saying they'd be in touch to get permission to give her the vaccine, there was an attachment explaining it.
Mum hasn't been eating in the dinning room yet, I don't think, but that's more because she needs to be fitted for a wheel chair.
We dropped her phone off to the home on Thursday and while we were there, we went around to her side of the building, found her window and peaked in. She was sound asleep as usual. But at least we saw her. I'll feel a lot better once we can talk to her.
