Today did not quite go to plan.
Yesterday evening an elderly family friend rang and asked P if he would call round to her house this morning to "open up". She had given him a spare key last week, "just in case" as she said.
Over the past few months she seems to have become a little more confused, or perhaps confusing, saying and doing slightly odd things. We put this down to her age - 96 - and increasing physical frailty, although she has managed living on her own ever since her live-in companion (P's father) died 11 years ago.
P popped round to her house after breakfast at 8:30 as he was due to meet friends in Douglas later this morning.
I received a phone call from him soon afterwards telling me that he had found her body on the kitchen floor and had called 999.
I wonder why she had insisted that he visit her today as it seems such a coincidence and was not something she had ever asked before.
Poor lady. She had been telling us for a few years now that she was getting very tired of living and wished it could all be over.
Poor P for being the one to find her like that.
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