Sep 18, 2014
Phew!!!! Part one!
A few days ago I decided that there was not enough wine to deal with my pain and sorrow…..mostly related to the siblings. I can’t begin to discuss the horror of it all. I honestly was ready to pack it in, I do not need that kind of abuse. I cried and cried not believing their evilness. Seems like I am planning to steal all of Dad’s money and that I spend my days at the hospital reading books. I wish!!
I finally was able to list the condo today. Sadly the rug with all of the blood has not been removed by the carpet cleaners. They are returning Friday at no charge. I think that there was so much blood that it penetrated deep.
My first sunrise, Sept. 1st. They are truly wonderful as are the occasional Northern Lights and the sounds of the coyotes.
Ten days ago this is how Dad walked. Physio holding him with a belt and someone following with a chair. Today he does not need the belt nor the chair. He goes halfway and needs to stop and rest. Now that everyone is telling him that he is doing so well, he thinks that he can go home. Of course not.
My days have been shared with time at the hospital from 7:30AM till 2:00PM and then back here to work at the condo. Lots of sorting and mostly throwing ing things out. Lots of hauling and moving things. Lots of bruises and sore backs and hips.
- Lots of repairs, everywhere.
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Call in the pros Contessa. This is an easy fix for a painter but hours and hours of backbreaking work for you. This is not your problem except to hire a competent craftsman.
Sorry Part Two was supposed to show a fellow doing the dry walling and painting but this computer refused to post the photo on either part 1 or 2. This is my old old computer and it can only download so much updated software which leaves me struggling and I really have no time to see if I can do things better. It is what it is 🙂
I agree with Croft!
Maybe a quick trip home to see Colin and the girls?
Recharge the batteries.
Hang in there… I don’t know what it is, you would think people/relatives would bond over the issue of care/caring, but the worst comes out in them, and unfortunately greed motives…. had an Aunt that I needed to care for, and it turns out I was not a ‘blood’ relative (she was married to my Uncle) and they swooped in after she had passed, could not help before that or step forward and say they were the ones who should care for her, they let me deal with it all until there was actually a little money left over… very, very sad, that they missed the joy of seeing her celebrate her last birthday and Xmas… and her sweet smiles when you went to visit, even tho she had not a clue anymore who I was 🙂 We get our reward in knowing what is the ‘right’ thing to do
Take Care and Breathe…