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Madness in my methods, and a deep down belief in dog.


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Success at last!

 Finally got my dad a place at an old folks home close to where my mom is. It was a hell of a slog though. He DID NOT want to go, but there really wasn't any choice since he'd been getting l'ost' and had to be brought back home by the cops at least once. The only reason he could achieve even a semblance of normalcy was because he was familiar with his surroundings. Change that and he was/is near helpless. His memory is basically shot and he's starting to regress to a more childlike state, accompanied by a LOT of crying. Damn, I'd only seen him cry twice before, and that was at the funerals of his dad and brother. During the past couple of months I've lost count of how many times he's broken down. I think what really got him upset, prior to my mother having her breakdown and subsequent hospitalization, was having his drivers license revoked. He still drove (illegally) until I disabled the car.. amazing what a little crazy glue will accomplish when applied to the brake/tranny interlock switch.. I'm kinda sneaky.

 In reality, my dad should be where my mom is but, due to how the system works, he'd have to either have a complete breakdown like my mom had or have a 'professional' declare him unfit to be anywhere else. That's where the assisted living complex we got him into comes in. It's costing abt $3000/month but, when he deteriorates to a point where they refuse to have him there any longer, he'd be automatically placed into a subsidized full care establishment like where my mom is. I don't think it will be long, given his age and how quickly he's sliding down the slope into full-on dementia, and we'll be able to get the house fixed up and sold in the meantime.

 For now, I get to hop into my rig and motor on down to the Okanagan for a few months of carefree living before having to come back and house sit for the rest of the winter. I'll clean up the place, do some repairs, and get rid of all the contents. Hopefully we'll be able to sell it by the springtime and invest the funds. The interest alone should take care of the ol' folks home expenses for both of my parents when added to their savings. My sister will also be able to breathe a sigh of relief since she's the one who had to set everything up and take time off of work (power of attorney can be a ditch sometimes). Regardless, it'll be nice to just blow this burger stand for a few months and have some fun. ..Willy.


 Been a bit since my last post. I've been 'camping' in the driveway (kitted out Grumman Stepvan) for about a month and 1/2 now. My mom FINALLY got placement at an old folks home that specializes in Alzheimer's patients. She adjusted quite well to being at the hospital, but they had her totally spaced out on drugs and some of them rather nasty. Now, being in a place devoid of expensive/delicate/dangerous equipment, they've started titrating down her meds. She's getting the sparkle back to her eyes, but I fear it'll be rather short lived, seeing that she's an advanced case and they don't generally live too long. Unfortunately, the place they placed her is over an hour long drive away from home. Not ideal, since my dad isn't allowed to drive (lost his license an car has been disabled). That leaves things more or less squarely on the shoulders of my sister.

 Living the kind of lifestyle that i do means very little time spent anywhere near my parents (ahh.. such is the life of a nomad) and, 'cause of that, my youngest sister has been saddled with 'power of attorney'. That means she basically has to take care of everything. Talk about a shitty deal. With my mom in the ol' folks home my dad is left by himself at the house, and he's rapidly declining into senility. Actually, according to a social worker working where my mom is, there are people at the home who have higher psych evaluation scores than my dad! Problem is, unless the 'wheels fall off' and there's a major incident, the powers that be refuse to admit new patients unless they pay their way.. at over $6000/month!! Puts us in quite the pickle here. Dad doesn't want to sell the house/move and we can't really do anything til he has a stroke or goes completely off his rocker. They also don't have enough saved to pay for a room for any length of time. The local government has also erected soooo many hurdles to jump over, each taking inordinate periods of time and costing piles of money, that we're basically dead in the water.

 Well folks, I guess the lesson learned here is 'don't get old', cuz then you'll get royally screwed. HAH! All kidding aside, better plan for such things before it's too late or end up frantically paddling up shit creek, and it's one gushing torrent too. ..Willy.


A thousand cuts.

 It's been a while since I added anything, so here goes..

 Anyway, I'd been nicely ensconced amidst the hills outside Osoyoos when I received a text from my sister. Evidently my mom, who'd been slowly spiraling down into full blown dementia, had been restrained and carted off to the hospital. She'd gone ballistic, kicking/biting/punching and threatening to kill anyone who hindered her. Well, I had an important doctor appointment to go to, but headed over the mountains back to Abbotsford ASAP. I tell ya.. she was in pretty rough shape, totally zoned out on anti-psychotics, antidepressants, and whatever else they were stuffing into her. She's never coming home.

 On top of all this my dad is slowly losing HIS mind, more-so now that he's basically rattling around in the house all day without mom. She just got placement at an old folks home, needing 24/7 care, and my dad is probably soon to follow. As it is, my moo is scared, unhappy with her surroundings, declining mental faculties, drug fugue, and loneliness. Unfortunately, there's not a whole lot we can do except visit as often as possible.

 Dementia (Alzheimer's) is a truly nasty affliction, taking years to do you in while slowly whittling away at your mind. It's hard on everyone in our family, as we get to watch it progress and suffer accordingly. Yup, it truly sucks.

 Well, that's the shitpile I've been wading through for the past while and it looks like more is pouring down the chute. Oh well, there's always comfort to be had with my dog. That's all for now. ..Willy.



My X-mas giftt

Damn. Woke up this morning feeling like crap. Looks like I have an X-mas cold. Ho ho hum for sure. At least I managed to get all my shopping done this year and don't have to brave the malls and their frantic last minute gift buying hordes. Yup, it was Amazon.ca this year for me. Nice 'n relaxing shopping.. how it outta be. Only a few more da6s to go and then I'm hittin' the road again. Even with the cold & snow I'd MUCH rather be out in the hills camping out than parked in the city. Get out and exercise and maybe do some water hunting for treasures. For now tho, I'm gonna snuggle up to my dog in bed and rest/surf the net.


Too damned lazy

 Well, hell, I'm too damned lazy to do the library/journal thang, so let's see about 'blogging'. Right now I'm kinda trapped at my parents' place (a fate near worse than death for a wandering 'free spirit'), trying (with my sisters) to figure what we can do to help my mom & dad. My mom is well on the way towards full-on Alzheimer's, with a short term memory retention of seconds, with my dad following. His memory is considerably better, but his emotional state far worse.  My mom is mostly cheerful, realizing what's happening and kinda 'going with the flow', whereas dad's getting petulant and mulish. 

 The problem we have here is that my mom has dad as her primary care giver (blind leading the blind or wut?) and it just won't work for long. Pretty soon they'll both have to move to a facility that provides more extensive care.. but dad won't budge. Not only that, but he's also lost his drivers license and been hiding the fact from everyone. So, for the past 4-5 months he's been driving without a license, which is a BIG no-no. Even when found out he refuses to stop driving. Personally, I think the best thing to happen would be for the cops to nail him for driving without a license. Sure, traumatic and the fine would suck, but that's about the only thing that would stop him. Yeah, I could disable the car, but that would only work til he had it towed to get repaired and then it's back to square 1.

 What to do.. what to do. Doesn't help that the pain med I'm on leaves me incredibly fatigued and makes it hard to be around people and 'drama'. Oh.. to be out camped in the hills with my dog and some peace 'n quiet. That's one of the benefits of living in BC, lot's of crown land to camp on for free! Damn, I wonder how the poors live! ..wait a sec..  ..Willy.