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  • Jane

Little pieces of chicken and ketchup


I decided to record what I do most days. Mum's not eating much these days. But tiny bits of chicken smeared with lots of ketchup seems to work. She'll wave me away, implying she's had enough. But a few mounters later she's forgotten she's had enough, and will have another bite full. Slowly but surely... at the moment at least.

Tomorrow is another day.

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