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Phone Calls in the Night

So I had just gone to bed last night and took my phone with me as I needed the alarm for the morning (I don’t like taking my phone to the bedroom, and my alarm clock is stuffed so no choice). I get a phone call from a number I recognise but couldn’t place, so I answered. It was the nursing home calling to say that Dad is crying and wants to come home. I just said to her to ring my brother and hung up. My dear brother then had the awkward call with Dad.

The nursing home shouldn’t be calling me for a start, they have instructions to call my brother for anything and everything. And secondly, they shouldn’t be calling us to deal with him when they are there to do a job. They told me they were going to medicate him for this, so medicate him and deal with it. Neither my brother or I are in a position to do anything about his situation. He got himself into this mess because he refused to take better care of himself, and I don’t think he understands that he can’t look after himself. I think we are going to have that horrible conversation with him where he’s going to be “I want to go home!” and we have to say to him that where he is, is his home, he doesn’t have anywhere else to go and can’t take care of himself anyway.

This all might sound harsh, but I am really exhausted with him. At least he can’t “escape” from where he is like he did when he was in respite last year. He was in respite after a stint in hospital and wasn’t able to go home and take care of himself. I was trying to get care in place for him and he just packed up and left, trying to make his way to my place! I can’t take care of him here, and he can’t be left alone as he is unable to take his medication properly, even though they are in Webster Packs. He also can’t control his eating, so he will end up with diabetes again, and because he doesn’t take the medication properly, he will be back in hospital within a week.

He is in the nursing home for his own safety and care. I know he would be hard for them to manage, but they are supposed to be medicating him to help him get through this. We will have a good talk to them when my brother and I go on Saturday morning, and I think I will take my phone number out of his file.

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What’s been happening?

Well, there is so much to say as it has been quite a long time since I’ve been here. I’ve often thought to myself that “I should do a blog update”, and of course, that is all it has been, a thought. Just had a lot happening this year and not had the “energy” to do this. Now is the time to turn that around.

I’ll start with Dad. He’s in the nursing home at Padstow, and has made improvements from where we were in January/February. He’s walking again, with the assistance of a walking frame, which he also needs to get up and down. You can have a chat with him, but you might not always understand what he is trying to say to you. He’s also recovered enough to want to “fight” with other residents, so this is not necessarily a great thing. Those who know him know how combative he can be, but in a dementia ward, other residents don’t know what’s going on with him and he can get aggressive. Hopefully this doesn’t get any worse, or the staff will really have problems with him.

He lost a lot of weight back at the start of the year when he was really sick and unable to eat. He has, however, put a fair bit of it back on now that he is eating again. His diabetes went away, but I am starting to become concerned that he will have it again soon if he keeps eating the way he does. They must be letting him have too many biscuits and cakes throughout the day, because he will eat as many as he can get away with, when he shouldn’t really be having any.

We’ve also discovered that Dad is having low iron issues. He’s not eating the meat that they serve (I’ve seen it and don’t think I’d be too keen on some of it!), which doesn’t help. They do believe that he may have some issue with his bowel, such as a polyp that is bleeding, but we have decided not to put him through further testing as it will be too rough on him. We’ve decided to treat the low iron and we’ll deal with anything else if and when it arises.

Now for my health….. I recently had my annual Pap smear and blood test and got the results today. Cholesterol and blood sugar are really good, thyroid is good, but unfortunately, my liver functions are still elevated and not coming down even though I have lost weight. I was a little surprised by that, and the doctor has decided to investigate this further to be sure it’s no more than fatty liver. Not great, but if that’s it, it will get better the more weight I lose. I’ve lost around 16Kg so far, another 9 to go.

Unfortunately, the Pap results weren’t great either. It looks like the cervical cancer that I have been clear of for 20 years is making it’s comeback. I have to wait for the cells to grow back so I can have another Pap smear in October and see what the results show. I’m not too concerned at this stage, as it is very early days and we’ve detected it early, so it shouldn’t be too much of an issue to get rid of it again. I’ll take every treatment they offer to get rid of this and it will all be good again.

Anyway, the MOTH and the boy have been great about this, and they are going along well. The three of us make such an amazing unit, and we all love and support each other with whatever we have to deal with. We face everything as a family, and we’ll get through all this together.

Gonna love you and leave you there. Other things have gone on, and I’m sure much more will, but I won’t leave it so long ’til next time

Visiting Dad

I went to Nepean hospital today to see Dad, and he still doesn’t recognise me. It was good to see him sitting up in a chair though. It had a table that screwed into the arms of the chair, and the nurses had done these up tight. He was determined and when he found the screws he undid them and tried to get up, but he’s unable to get up on his own yet. He needs assistance from two nurses, one under each arm, to get up to the frame to turn around and get back on the bed. At least he co-operated with the nurses doing this with him today.

When I asked him who I was, he said “I don’t know”, I told him “I’m Jenni, your daughter”. He put his head down and came close to tears, but I told him it was okay, I would remind him of who I was however often he needed it. We chatted for a while, and I reminded him of our black and white cat, Bandit, and our dog Jordy. He said that she was a beautiful dog, and she is so I hope he was picturing her. I did say the brindle, so I think he knew. He seemed much more lucid today, but still quite confused. He was determined that I was going to drive him somewhere, I couldn’t work out where we were supposed to be going to.

He didn’t eat lunch today, but he had his rice pudding – who wouldn’t! He managed to eat it on his own, so I felt rather encouraged by that. He was watching television and getting into the old formula one, trying to name all the old drivers. He was able to read them on the screen though, so I think that’s a good sign too. They’ve taken the tv controller off him as he keeps pulling it out of the wall. They put it on the floor under his bed with the volume up a bit so he can kind of hear it. It’s better than no tv at all for him.

He got put back in the chair with the table again, and that was a wrestle with him that lasted the rest of the visit. While in the chair, he managed to open the wound on his neck, so they called the surgeons down to sort it out for him. They hadn’t arrived by the time I left, but I’m sure they would be there as soon as they possibly could be. I just hope that if they stitch him up, this time he’ll leave the stitches long enough for the wound to completely heal. I know he can’t help it, but the nurses can’t keep up with him constantly, and it did happen when i went to get him a coffee from the kiosk. You can’t take your eyes off him for a minute!

As I was getting ready to leave, he was still struggling with the table and I kept trying to stop him and tell him he had to stay there. He finally stopped for a minute and he said “I’ll meet you downstairs, bye love”. I felt awful leaving, but I had to hit the road before the traffic got hectic. I made it about 15 minutes before Jay rode in. I forgot to tell him to text me before he left school, so we had no way of knowing when he would be in. I was in the shower and thinking he doesn’t finish until 3, and he’s always slow in coming out of class, so I wasn’t expecting him much before 3.30. He’s doing really well with his riding to and from school, I’m proud of him.

I’m going to see Dad again on Sunday, so hopefully he’ll be that little better again. I think there is hope for him, it’s just going to be a slow road back. I also think it is a matter of good days and bad days, and we’ll have to take each day as it comes.

WTF is going on in education?

According to the Proud Schools Consultation report, “Heterosexism is the practice of positioning heterosexuality as the norm for human relationships”. “It involves ignoring, making invisible or descriminationg against non-heterosexual people, their relationships and their interests. Heterosexism feeds homophobia.” They need to incorporate this type of pc bullshit into the syllabus now? And why label heterosexual as the “norm”. Shouldn’t normal be relative to the person being referred to? Everyone has a different state of “normal” and isn’t it about time we moved past using the word normal as a reference point when discussing other human beings.

The way I read this, they are implying that if you are heterosexual, then you are heterosexist and therefore you are homophobic. Are they for real. And using the expression “That’s so gay!” will now be considered a heterosexual slur. When I hear teenagers use the expression, I really don’t think that they are really trying to demean homosexuals at all. They are using the word “gay” instead of saying “lame” or “bad”. “Gay” used to mean joyous and lively, merry, happy, light-hearted. It also referred to bright, brilliant, as in gay colours. It is only just now that I typed “gay” into the online dictionary and point one was homosexual. That’s not what I went to school with.

But lots of words change…. just the other day they changed the definition of misogyny to mean a hatred of women. Why can’t we use long established words correctly and call things by their right name. Throwing the word misogyny around lately in politics has been ridiculous. It’s just whinging and bitching and not getting on with what needs to be done. Its to be sensational and grab a headline. We all know that sexism is alive and well in the workplace, but that doesn’t make every man in high office a misogynist. I’m sure they didn’t get to where they are by pissing off 50% of the population!

Back to Earth…

with a resounding “thud”. I got up yesterday in time to see the boy off, (after MOTH brought me a cup of tea in bed), grabbed the laptop and ereader, and headed back to bed. I wasn’t going anywhere for anyone yesterday morning, not even Jordy! And I enjoyed every minute of it too. I did take her for a walk at lunch time when it was nice and warm, before the cold wind picked up. By then, I’d had my shower and gone back to bed for the best nanna nap I’ve had in quite a while. I actually got to sleep, which I haven’t been able to do lately, no matter how tired I have felt. Jay cooked dinner for us last night, and that just topped off my lazy day so beautifully.

Finally starting to get what I feel is a good nights’ sleep now. I wake up feeling refreshed instead of as tired as when I went to sleep. It was lovely that MOTH brought me a cuppa again this morning in bed, I’m feeling quite spoiled. He always makes me one when I get up, but the last two days in bed have been wonderful. I haven’t come too far down this time, I seem to be settling nicely at just above “normal”, so I’m getting up and carrying on as always, but with a little less speed to everything.

Ups and downs…..

I love that I have been high lately, and I think I have the Krill Oil to thank for that. It seems to have really worked to reduce the arthritis pain in my tailbone and this has given me a new lease on life. Plus, I’ve been slowly reducing my painkillers, with plans to be off them in a couple of months, when it warms up somewhat. I can’t take the cold settling in the old injury! I sound old talking like that, but old sporting injuries really hurt… I have been enjoying putting makeup on again, and walking a lot more like I used too. I might shift a few stubborn kilo’s if I’m really lucky.

The worst part is coming down again…… I am so tired, but can’t get a good sleep yet. It’s really sucky being between, I need a really good few nights’ rest to finally feel refreshed enough to get up and do it all again. The antipsychotics are working really well, knocking me out at night, but the pill hangover is really bad. I know I need to take these at this dose for a while longer, but will be glad when this ends. Sometimes, when someone is talking to me, I feel like my brain is going to sleep during their conversation and I struggle to keep track of what they are saying. Most people who know me are okay with this, but some people don’t get that I’m not totally with it all the time and become too demanding of my attention. I can’t help it if my brain wants to shut them out!

The weather was beautiful today, and I really enjoyed the walk with Jordy and the MOTH this morning. It was lovely and warm in the sun, and I was glad to have MOTH out with us, as it has been a while due to his health. His ongoing chest infection continues to be ongoing (about 5 months now), and the really cold, damp air is no good for him. We did some shopping while we were out with Jordy, and she is so patient with us, just sits and waits with either one of us while the other goes into which ever shop. I hadn’t mentioned yet, but I found out last Friday at the Vet that Jordy has a heart murmur, and I’m waiting for them to call me regarding scans to find out how serious it is. The vet seems to believe that her heart might be a little large for the artery on her left side. The important thing is to keep her at a good weight and walk every day, which we do. She is a total picture of health otherwise. The vet really liked her, and Jordy thought she was alright too. We use the Animal Welfare League, at Kemps Creek, as they have been excellent with all our furbabies, and the price is reasonable. Guess I can’t get pet insurance for her now.

Had a nice lunch from Flames with P and her little man early this afternoon, and it was so nice to sit in the sun and enjoy good company and good food. We had our little gossip session, so we both get to catch up on stuff we may have missed during the week from others around the neighbourhood. I love my little suburb, and I love the good friends that I have too. Got invited to lunch in two weeks from another friend, this one for the whole family, and we’re all looking forward to going. I haven’t seen Miss B for a while, and I love her and her kids, they’ve been great friends to us for a very long time. Can’t wait!

I’m making pizza for dinner; Jay is already into his, ours is nearly finished cooking. It smells great in here, I only wish I had a wood-fire oven for these occasions. The gas stove does the job though, and a wood-fire would probably be a pain in the ass for me anyway. Adios, Amigo’s, have a lovely evening and a nice sleep-in for a Sunday morning….