Went to see him with her today.
She was right, he didn't know me.
I know he hears Mum, because she talks to him for 30 minutes non-stop and she can still get him to try and sip a drink. But he might just think she is a nurse with a familiar voice.

He stays curled up now, and his face is so sunken. His mouth was open today, his tongue lolling out. There is no longer enough of him present to close it.

He is officially on Pathway Care.
And the path doesn't exactly end at Chair Aerobics.
He'll get more frequent visits, staff will try to get him to drink every time, all his medicine is provided in liquid form and he is to be made as comfortable as possible.
Next step is back oin a drip, but Mum has made it clear she does not want him back in hospital. He's dying of old age and she can cope with that. She couldn't bear to have him die of neglect.

Big sigh.
Not long now Grandad. Just the last weary pull up the hill.

I'm so sorry, Sundae.

I miss my grandparents. I was thinking about my grandma on Saturday, wishing I could ask her advice about something and wishing I'd asked her all this when I could. But, I didn't know that the situation would be something I'd ask her advice about, at the time. I don't really 'believe' in anything, but I feel like she's with me sometimes when I'm particularly sad and lonely.

I think a lot of my younger sis-in-law, when her grandfather died, and she told me the whole family was at his bedside and as sad as it was, it was a beautiful thing. She's really got her head on straight in dealing with passages. Me, not so much.

I wish your grandfather peace, and peace to you and to your mother.

I'm sorry, too, Sundae. I never know what to say in these situations.

I'm thinking of you and your family.

*hugs*

You have been there for him every step of the way, Sundae. I can only hope that when I am old, someone will come make me sandwiches and talk to me and love me as much as you have your grandad. I'm sorry for you and your mum that his time has come, but his time here was better for having you in it.

So sorry to read this.

Sundae, I'm sorry that you are losing him.

This.

Don't dwell on him as he is now, remember him how he was and talk to him about that. It will comfort both of you. Know that he is in no pain and the place you have chosen for him is a good one where his needs will be met.

So sad to read this. My sympathy to you and your family.

And what Monster said.

Daughter. Not home from dance. "I thught I'd OKd it with you to sleepover.....

but that's how teenagers are.

More than that.... why did the person (the most trustworthy and on the ball person I knew) who I arranged to give her a ride HOME not mention that this didn't happen?

SG - Clod and Monster are right on the button - but I think you know that. Hugs, dearie!

Monster - shouldn't this be in the pissed off parent thread?! No, but seriously, bummer that the supposed responsible one(s) didn't check in with you. Hugs, as well!

A huge sense of dread
 

is overwhelming me this morning. About what, I have no idea. I have a huge vacuuous knot at the bottom of my ribcage, like the feeling you get when you hear the breadwinner of the household has been laid off, or you've been cheated of something that was dear to you. Not dead relative type bad. but bad. I don't get feelings like this very often and it's upsetting me. What is going to go wrong, how bad will it be and will I recover from it? I feel like whatever it is is something that isn't my fault and is undeserved, but also unpreventable. This is so weird. and horrible. I don't think it was something I ate last night......

Seriously, the feeling wasn't there first thing this morning, I slept well last night, but not enough so went back to bed between school runs, and then went back to bed again, but that's when this feeling arrived and I couldn't sleep even though I was still desperately tired.....

Am I going (more) insane? I feel like this sometimes when I've poked a wasps nest in some organization or other, but the nest I poked last night was very small and I just read the first reply which was positive and the feeling hasn't gone away. I'd've been almost relieved if it was that.....

Sorry you've got that feeling of dread. I get it from time to time and it sucks! Usually there's a good reason for it, like I've been procrastinating and the shit is about to hit the fan.

If you can't locate a reason, Monster, it's likely just a minor (and hopefully short-lived) chemical imbalance.

Last week I had a bad guilt-attack.
I couldn't trace it to anything.
It was like an emotional hangover from the (really serious) drinking days.
Luckily it was a school day - so I'd seen my parents already - no issues there. And then got into work - no-one had a problem with me there. And then Tiger had a fit of giggles at a conversation exercise I'd come up with and the knot seemed to dissolve.

Hope yours is of a similar duration.

That reminds me ... :worried:

Monster, you're probably exhausted. You're always on the go, taking care of everyone and everything. So you take a few minutes to recognize the exhaustion and then you feel like you should be doing something. Your brain and body are out of synch. I bet you never take a day just for you.

I could be wrong. I'm just speculating?

Hope you feel better soon.