Post by shellie on Apr 30, 2016 21:00:46 GMT
Good Morning to all the Lovely Ladies
Well, what a fortnight...
We had the Auction on the 17th, we did get most things sold but without a large crowd there wasn't as much 'bidding' as we would of liked. Lots of very happy buyers walked away with bargains. In hindsight I should have been trying to sell things online for the last 7 months and had a garage sale to clear the rest. Not much I can do about it now, I really thought I was doing the best thing. The rain didn't help and the $600 advertising costs didn't help either. I gave Auctioneer permission to advertise, I just didn't anticipate the cost. We did however get the house cleared and cleaned and handed the keys over to the new owner on the 18th. I have a few boxes of things in the garage to try to sell online now and the rest I will donate.
Then on the 19th my Dad was trying to carry his groceries up the front stairs and had a fall. He was rushed to hospital with fractured ribs, punctured lung, hit his head, 'minor' brain bleed, fracture in his pelvis. He spent 8 days in ICU declining a little each day. Finally the ICU Dr came to me (I am Dad's Enduring Guardian) and told me 'your Dad will not survive this admission to hospital'....he then went on to tell me in his opinion that people in Dads condition can't be 'fixed' that he had signs of brain damage due to the 'minor' brain bleed, that he had confusion due to Dementia (diagnosed 8months ago), and now had developed Delusions due to head injury and possible death of part of the brain. So on his recommendations we moved Dad to the ward where the would not take measures to prolong his suffering. He developed seizures/tremors which came in 30sec waves, lost all ability to speak. I had also suggested on 2 occassions that his confusion may have been the withdrawal of pain medication as I believed he was on pain patches for some years now and wasn't on anything much after entering hospital. They would ask him if he was in pain but he wasn't very responsive to the question.
AND THEN...an amazing nurse called for a consult and suggested to new Dr that Dad might have Sepsis (blood infection), put him on Antibiotics and by the next day he was sitting up in a chair, talking with full clarity (although his mind still wanders away), back to eating, it was an amazing turn around. So now we are not really sure what will happen next. I hope the confusion lifts a little more and that it's the infection and unfamiliar surroundings (happens to the elderly) of hospital. He still has a lot of rehab to do, hasn't walked now in almost a fortnight plus hasn't been eating properly. So hoping a few more weeks of eating 3 meals a day, some rehab for fractures and strength, some good rest just might see him go home. God help me if I have to make the decision for a Nursing home, Dad will never forgive me. Ideally he and his wife should head off together to nursing care as they both have Dementia diagnosis (although up to this point they have been muddling through, balancing their good and bad days between them). I have no relationship with Dad's wife or her daughter, and there is a good reason for that. Dad has been less than honest with them about his relationship with me over the years, as far as they were aware we were mostly estranged. I do not believe I would get an agreement for them both to go as the daughter has other ideas. It's an awkward situation, I am visiting when I am hoping they are not there, so far so good, but I find the whole things just causes me all sorts of anxiety, I am constantly looking over my shoulder to see who's coming.
Anyway, that's been my couple of weeks. I took a day yesterday to try to catch things up around here. I haven't even begun to deal with the paperwork from DMum's, most I can now dispose of as the house is sold and all the bills are finalized. The spare bed is covered in things that were in the wall unit drawers that I discovered on the last few days before the auction. So I need to look through those too, never know what treasures I might find.
Ok, if you made it all the way through, thanks for reading. I want my normal life back. Wishing you all a Super Sunday xoxo
Well, what a fortnight...
We had the Auction on the 17th, we did get most things sold but without a large crowd there wasn't as much 'bidding' as we would of liked. Lots of very happy buyers walked away with bargains. In hindsight I should have been trying to sell things online for the last 7 months and had a garage sale to clear the rest. Not much I can do about it now, I really thought I was doing the best thing. The rain didn't help and the $600 advertising costs didn't help either. I gave Auctioneer permission to advertise, I just didn't anticipate the cost. We did however get the house cleared and cleaned and handed the keys over to the new owner on the 18th. I have a few boxes of things in the garage to try to sell online now and the rest I will donate.
Then on the 19th my Dad was trying to carry his groceries up the front stairs and had a fall. He was rushed to hospital with fractured ribs, punctured lung, hit his head, 'minor' brain bleed, fracture in his pelvis. He spent 8 days in ICU declining a little each day. Finally the ICU Dr came to me (I am Dad's Enduring Guardian) and told me 'your Dad will not survive this admission to hospital'....he then went on to tell me in his opinion that people in Dads condition can't be 'fixed' that he had signs of brain damage due to the 'minor' brain bleed, that he had confusion due to Dementia (diagnosed 8months ago), and now had developed Delusions due to head injury and possible death of part of the brain. So on his recommendations we moved Dad to the ward where the would not take measures to prolong his suffering. He developed seizures/tremors which came in 30sec waves, lost all ability to speak. I had also suggested on 2 occassions that his confusion may have been the withdrawal of pain medication as I believed he was on pain patches for some years now and wasn't on anything much after entering hospital. They would ask him if he was in pain but he wasn't very responsive to the question.
AND THEN...an amazing nurse called for a consult and suggested to new Dr that Dad might have Sepsis (blood infection), put him on Antibiotics and by the next day he was sitting up in a chair, talking with full clarity (although his mind still wanders away), back to eating, it was an amazing turn around. So now we are not really sure what will happen next. I hope the confusion lifts a little more and that it's the infection and unfamiliar surroundings (happens to the elderly) of hospital. He still has a lot of rehab to do, hasn't walked now in almost a fortnight plus hasn't been eating properly. So hoping a few more weeks of eating 3 meals a day, some rehab for fractures and strength, some good rest just might see him go home. God help me if I have to make the decision for a Nursing home, Dad will never forgive me. Ideally he and his wife should head off together to nursing care as they both have Dementia diagnosis (although up to this point they have been muddling through, balancing their good and bad days between them). I have no relationship with Dad's wife or her daughter, and there is a good reason for that. Dad has been less than honest with them about his relationship with me over the years, as far as they were aware we were mostly estranged. I do not believe I would get an agreement for them both to go as the daughter has other ideas. It's an awkward situation, I am visiting when I am hoping they are not there, so far so good, but I find the whole things just causes me all sorts of anxiety, I am constantly looking over my shoulder to see who's coming.
Anyway, that's been my couple of weeks. I took a day yesterday to try to catch things up around here. I haven't even begun to deal with the paperwork from DMum's, most I can now dispose of as the house is sold and all the bills are finalized. The spare bed is covered in things that were in the wall unit drawers that I discovered on the last few days before the auction. So I need to look through those too, never know what treasures I might find.
Ok, if you made it all the way through, thanks for reading. I want my normal life back. Wishing you all a Super Sunday xoxo
