Hi Sheryl
@Me2 Thank you, sweet friend for your condolences, You are right; the camaraderie of Bonesmart was so helpful during my THR recovery and I miss it regularly when even life's more-minor dramas hit, I felt so lost last night I thought of my Bonesmartie friends and how sharing can help ... selfish really, but hey ho I've been particularly unselfish for weeks now and (being in the throes of my second chest infection since Mum died I feel "due" for some selfishness!) I am grateful the Moderators have let me include this particularly non-hip chat on my thread
My strong, intelligent, kind, sometimes cantankerous father seems to have gotten lost in a crabby grudge-filled crippled old man. He seems to only be able to remember the things he was angry about with his children and grandchildren in life. There were not many but he remembers them with a vehemence and sometimes changes the details to make them so much worse. Spending an hour with him, we will hear the same story repeated three-four times and followed with a plaintive "Why would he/she do that?"
IS my Dad!!! My sister is caring for him 24/7, on paper, I am over there as referee at least once a day... he is making it so difficult; I am very much like Mum so when I tell him to pull his horns in he at least kinda listens... he calls me the bossy one, but that's what he called Mum and he adored her, so I'll take it. Fiona is very much like Dad and I think this is where it will fall down.
I went over yesterday afternoon (I didn't want to go as my infection is quite bad and Dad is 87!) and essentially read him the riot act; told him we were doing all we could - at cost to our own lives - to keep him in his home as long as possible. He jumped up and said "I can see what's going on here, you want to put me in prison and get my house". I lost the plot a bit, told him the only way he can stay in his house is if Fiona stays with him, that when he was her age he was doing what he wanted with his life, he sure as hell wasn't looking after an elderly parent full time, 400 kilometres away from his home and his spouse! That I didn't want any of his house... but could have had it already if I'd wanted (I have Power of Attorney) Some of it went in, he has a bit of the tinfoil hat about him, so I push the notion that if we don't find somewhere decent for him to live the Government will do it, and they won't care what sort of place it is.... that it is great that he and Mum have kept their asset base up by staying in a too-big house on a too-big block even when it was hard for them to maintain, meaning we can now afford a nice facility.
Stefan and I had him for most of today; we took him to the bank (even though with my POA I could more easily handle his affairs by internet, I am trying to keep things as close to "normal" as I can... so trekking to the bank is what I do... then he came shopping with us, and spent the rest of the day with us at home; he was fine!! I think my personality probably suits Dad more, and Stefan is the calmest person I know! but unfortunately I'm not the sister with the time to be his full-time carer, so he has to adjust to living with Fiona or the idea of going into assisted living or a nursing home. It is inevietable, Fiona was quite adamant that she was going to "live with him for the duration" but that was of course before she'd tried it! We're on the same page now, just wanting to make any decisions with as little pressure as possible.
We actually drove him past a couple of homes we've been looking at and he was quite positive about them; saying they looked nice (the one Fi and I went to the other day for a reccy was like a 5 star hotel... then again it should be when the bond to get in is $500,000+, plus 85% of his pension per fortnight plus $20 per day "care package". Anyway, it would seem it is all about approach with Dad, when he's having a good day anyway, on a bad day forget it!
The people at the funeral home really liked the Nanna Blanket tribute too and said they had taken a picture of it all set up when we were in the condolence lounge; they said they'd send it but haven't; I'll have to get onto them. In the meantime here's a pic of me and my lovely Mum, taken at New Year this year... not bad for 85, hope I got her "age" gene - hope I got a lot of her genes!