A Suite Move
Saturday, February 11, 2012 5:07:13 AM
Last Monday and Tuesday I helped my mother move from one suite to another in the retirement home where she lives. My Dad has been officially moved into a nursing home as of early January. It's been a rapid downhill slide for my Dad since May of last year. Debbie and I are planning to drive up to see him Sunday, and then visit my Mom afterward.
Last Monday didn't start so well: I had an emergency visit to my chiropractor in the morning because my back had been messed up the whole weekend. Then it was a 2.5 hour drive to her place with a stop to get out and stretch. I kept my back support on for the two days I was at her place. What shocked me was that she hadn't moved one piece of thread from one suite to another in the two weeks that she first announced she was moving. She hates moving, she says. So just like last July, we kids have to do it all.
*grump*
But then it began dawning on me....
She and my Dad have given the best years of their lives to ensure we had food on the table and a roof over our heads. Not to mention all the crap they put up with dealing with professionals and doctors regarding my older brother and all his issues. And there was my sister. And my brother.
I, of course, was no *cough* trouble *cough* at all. The model son.
It's only a little physical pain for a couple of days. Pretty small compared to the big picture of their lives.
As of last weekend, things looked pretty grim for my Dad. He still doesn't seem to be "with it", and keeps telling others about people and things that are not there. If he lives to the wedding day, I will not expect him to come. I'm still planning on getting his boutineer made. Will have to figure out a way to incorporate it into the wedding ceremony programme.
Debbie and I bought a number of glass jugs of maple syrup for the members of the TCG. Big headache: finding an appropriately heavy box that is not too oversized and will not cost a small fortune to send each of the jugs. They shall come, my friends. Someday.
Last Monday didn't start so well: I had an emergency visit to my chiropractor in the morning because my back had been messed up the whole weekend. Then it was a 2.5 hour drive to her place with a stop to get out and stretch. I kept my back support on for the two days I was at her place. What shocked me was that she hadn't moved one piece of thread from one suite to another in the two weeks that she first announced she was moving. She hates moving, she says. So just like last July, we kids have to do it all.
*grump*
But then it began dawning on me....
She and my Dad have given the best years of their lives to ensure we had food on the table and a roof over our heads. Not to mention all the crap they put up with dealing with professionals and doctors regarding my older brother and all his issues. And there was my sister. And my brother.
I, of course, was no *cough* trouble *cough* at all. The model son.
It's only a little physical pain for a couple of days. Pretty small compared to the big picture of their lives.As of last weekend, things looked pretty grim for my Dad. He still doesn't seem to be "with it", and keeps telling others about people and things that are not there. If he lives to the wedding day, I will not expect him to come. I'm still planning on getting his boutineer made. Will have to figure out a way to incorporate it into the wedding ceremony programme.
Debbie and I bought a number of glass jugs of maple syrup for the members of the TCG. Big headache: finding an appropriately heavy box that is not too oversized and will not cost a small fortune to send each of the jugs. They shall come, my friends. Someday.














Annespiritcrow # Saturday, February 11, 2012 1:20:45 PM
on a happier note, my mom is using my hand blender for the first time while venturing out to make something different for breakfast, a frittata and is all excited over it.
HenrySpicyFlier # Saturday, February 11, 2012 2:42:45 PM
Originally posted by spiritcrow:
Done. Thanks for your concern.kirsten kirstycat # Saturday, February 11, 2012 2:46:12 PM
What happened to your back? Is it not something which a nice relaxing massage every so often could help make it better? I have heard that chiropractors can be quite brutal!
Good luck with the wedding planning! I know that there seemed to be quite a lot to organise for my little small scale registry office ceremony with Neil, so you must be very busy at the moment! Has Debbie got her dress yet? Have you got your suit? (or kilt!)
HenrySpicyFlier # Saturday, February 11, 2012 3:05:07 PM
Dad lives about 3 hours away. I would not want him to travel that far in his condition. From what Mom tells me, he is becoming delusional. It's going to be really tough over the next few months.
Over 20 years ago, my scoliosis was diagnosed. I did a post on that last year. A good chiropractor is a God-send, and I have been blessed with a couple of them.
Mrs. HermitessHermitess # Saturday, February 11, 2012 3:16:29 PM
Sounds like you have a lot of stress right now between planning a new life with Debbie & your dad, no wonder your back is causing you pain.
Syrup! Wow, that'll be amazing! I make Belgian saddles fairly often so
HenrySpicyFlier # Saturday, February 11, 2012 3:19:06 PM
Originally posted by Hermitess:
Nah..that can happen any time.Originally posted by Hermitess:
I am trying to balance my distress and eustress..ShallowMuse # Saturday, February 11, 2012 3:22:47 PM
Aw the boutineer idea is lovely... Will you be taping the wedding? Or is that a dumb question asking the king of videos? haha.. Then you can show your dad the video
HenrySpicyFlier # Saturday, February 11, 2012 3:54:37 PM
If anyone is taping the wedding, I'll have to organize that, I guess. Probably just do a cheap video with my camcorder and intersperse with the actual wedding photos. On the other hand, if Lois Croft (cackleberrylane) comes up from Florida like she said she will, a really good video may be done.
Mrs. HermitessHermitess # Saturday, February 11, 2012 5:11:21 PM
Stupid auto text, makes me sound insane on a regular basis.
Sure we put fine Canadian syrup on Belgian saddles here. Quite a delicacy, bit chewy, but oh so tasty!
HenrySpicyFlier # Saturday, February 11, 2012 9:39:09 PM
Originally posted by Hermitess:
But we still love you.ShallowMuse # Sunday, February 12, 2012 10:35:43 AM
Originally posted by SpicyFlier:
Hmm. Make a ribbon boutineer and attach it to Debbie's bouquet somewhere?
HenrySpicyFlier # Sunday, February 12, 2012 10:52:12 AM
Originally posted by ShallowMuse:
*makes a note*But since it's my father, could we not incorporate it into my tux; like side-by-side maybe?
ShallowMuse # Sunday, February 12, 2012 11:21:49 AM
Lulixxylu # Sunday, February 12, 2012 3:50:03 PM
Parents (Mum's in particular - i'm biased) do so much, you definitely have to pay that back as you get older. Even if it's just small gestures that make their life easier
Good luck getting JUGS of maple syrup out of the Canadian Postal System in one piece
Gavin Tripp-Sheedygarlingmatthews # Sunday, February 12, 2012 6:47:15 PM
Sweet, Henry. Thanks.
kirsten kirstycat # Sunday, February 12, 2012 9:38:36 PM
HenrySpicyFlier # Monday, February 13, 2012 5:50:17 AM
Originally posted by kirstycat:
Indeed.Originally posted by ShallowMuse:
Magnolia is the flower. We are using mainly ivory/off-white for the wedding dress and my tux vest. Plum (in a light tone) for edging on the boutineers and a collection of three full-colour flowers in Debbie's bouquet.Originally posted by lixxylu:
Originally posted by garlingmatthews:
Dad is doing quite a bit better when Debbie and I saw him today. A lot of issues may be the result of his meds for relieving fluid buildup in his feet. We are trying to pay them pack somehow.Originally posted by lixxylu:
It's a dangerous mission but somebody has to do it....*dum, dum, da-da, dum, dum...*
AnchyAnitaMargita # Saturday, June 2, 2012 7:46:00 AM
I hope he will be able to see your and Debbie's wedding ceremony somehow.
I'm very much satisfied with my parents, how they brought my brother and me in this crazy world. We hope we will be able to return them.