Post by Learner on Jun 20, 2016 0:13:04 GMT
Not sure where to begin... ........a long story as usual
The good news:
The extension has a roof and the flight is in place. After a long period of inactivity in the aviary things are moving again.
The sad news:
My mother had a fall, was taken off to A&E, op the next day to pin her hip but she suffered post-operative delirium so was confused and refusing to eat despite my efforts to help and encourage her.
She passed away eleven days later a few hours after I left her to sleep and said good-night. Hospital acquired pneumonia. I missed the call to my mobile from the hospital so wasn't there with her when she slipped peacefully away. Looking back, I am sure I noticed her breathing change as she closed her eyes that evening.... I thought no more about it at the time but I should have known. I left about 7:30
The funeral done (a service by the local vicar that my mother would have been pleased with), the flock of relatives dispersed after an afternoon tea at one of our poshest hotels on the edge of town. The crematorium was packed. Good to see friends who bothered. Now the formalities being dealt with - the usual cancelling utilities and informing authorities. I'm getting there. The Will sent off to my dear sibling (joint executor) - awaiting a reply of some sort or other.
Ignoring the moans / messages from a niece that she was told she and her sisters would be getting one of Nan's rings each.... instead all the Will says each will receive a lump sum of money. Not sure what she thinks I can do about the content of the Will. She needs to take that up with a higher authority!! The usual sensitive, caring attitude from the other side of my family.
But: The good news... My mother made it comfortably through to the age of 96 and in her own home environment where she wanted to be. Despite loosing my father in 2013 and several short illnesses she coped well and lived long enough to see the first of her great-grandchildren born. She will be happy to be with my father again... her Faith was strong.
I do feel guilty about her fall as I wasn't there at 4 in the morning to keep her safe. I had been there at 1am, again at 2am when she had decided to get up - I went over to check she was ok. I offered to stay the night (as I often did particularly when she was unwell) but she told me she would be fine and could push her button if she needed me. I went home to sleep. Not a lot of help.... I could so easily have decided to stay.
Then days later, I missed the hospital's phone call at 8:30pm. I arrived home from the hospital, left my bag in the conservatory and set off to feed the birds across the road at my mother's place. At 3:30 in the morning before going up to bed I picked up my phone then saw the missed call. I rang..... they gave me the news.
Something I will have to live with........ I did try my best to keep her safe. No one blames me and everyone has been very kind but I'm only now just able to write about what happened and a little of how I feel.
Time for my own family and time to myself... The Will to sort out, my mother's possessions to sort out... but I am not rushing despite the pressure from some quarters. Shame they hadn't the same level of interest when a visit would have been so welcomed. Too busy......
Next post will be about the aviary... Sorry to burden you with my news but thought I'd explain where I'd wandered off to again.
The good news:
The extension has a roof and the flight is in place. After a long period of inactivity in the aviary things are moving again.
The sad news:
My mother had a fall, was taken off to A&E, op the next day to pin her hip but she suffered post-operative delirium so was confused and refusing to eat despite my efforts to help and encourage her.
She passed away eleven days later a few hours after I left her to sleep and said good-night. Hospital acquired pneumonia. I missed the call to my mobile from the hospital so wasn't there with her when she slipped peacefully away. Looking back, I am sure I noticed her breathing change as she closed her eyes that evening.... I thought no more about it at the time but I should have known. I left about 7:30
The funeral done (a service by the local vicar that my mother would have been pleased with), the flock of relatives dispersed after an afternoon tea at one of our poshest hotels on the edge of town. The crematorium was packed. Good to see friends who bothered. Now the formalities being dealt with - the usual cancelling utilities and informing authorities. I'm getting there. The Will sent off to my dear sibling (joint executor) - awaiting a reply of some sort or other.
Ignoring the moans / messages from a niece that she was told she and her sisters would be getting one of Nan's rings each.... instead all the Will says each will receive a lump sum of money. Not sure what she thinks I can do about the content of the Will. She needs to take that up with a higher authority!! The usual sensitive, caring attitude from the other side of my family.
But: The good news... My mother made it comfortably through to the age of 96 and in her own home environment where she wanted to be. Despite loosing my father in 2013 and several short illnesses she coped well and lived long enough to see the first of her great-grandchildren born. She will be happy to be with my father again... her Faith was strong.
I do feel guilty about her fall as I wasn't there at 4 in the morning to keep her safe. I had been there at 1am, again at 2am when she had decided to get up - I went over to check she was ok. I offered to stay the night (as I often did particularly when she was unwell) but she told me she would be fine and could push her button if she needed me. I went home to sleep. Not a lot of help.... I could so easily have decided to stay.
Then days later, I missed the hospital's phone call at 8:30pm. I arrived home from the hospital, left my bag in the conservatory and set off to feed the birds across the road at my mother's place. At 3:30 in the morning before going up to bed I picked up my phone then saw the missed call. I rang..... they gave me the news.
Something I will have to live with........ I did try my best to keep her safe. No one blames me and everyone has been very kind but I'm only now just able to write about what happened and a little of how I feel.
Time for my own family and time to myself... The Will to sort out, my mother's possessions to sort out... but I am not rushing despite the pressure from some quarters. Shame they hadn't the same level of interest when a visit would have been so welcomed. Too busy......
Next post will be about the aviary... Sorry to burden you with my news but thought I'd explain where I'd wandered off to again.