I'm really feeling angry about my Grandmother's death. The more I find out about what happened the madder I get at my Uncle. She actually fell at 2:30 in the afternoon but he (nor the nursing home) didn't bother to call until 8:30 the next morning. So my Gram's laid in a hospital bed all that time alone with no one with her. We could have been with her. Maybe she would have pulled through if we had been there right after it had happened or if my Uncle had bothered to go to the hospital with her. Selfish bastard didn't even bother to go with her to the local small hospital let alone try to get to the big hospital the moved her too.
We've found out a lot of other things since then too. My Uncle opened up credit cards in her name and maxed them out. Of course, he didn't pay them off. They are in collections or have been wrote off as bad debit. He really did a number on my Grandmother. When she went into the nursing home 7 months ago, his cash cow went a way. I don't know if there is any legal way to make him pay for everything that he did to my Gram but I trying to find out. She shouldn't have had to live with him doing that to her. He got her mail so he could hid what he was doing and he had her phone disconnected. Oh, the big one - he canceled the insurance on the house back in June of this year and didn't tell anyone (he was still living in the house). My mom found out when she found a letter from the insurance company that it had been canceled (Mom owns the house). So now Mom has had to pay for insurance on the house.
I hope karma is true and he gets his because he has a lot coming due.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Goodbye Grams
My Grams passed away on September 4th. She fell at the nursing home. Isn't that the way these days?
That's how R's my passed away also, from a fall. She laid on the floor for 3 hours before they found her and then she had a broken hip they didn't discover for 2 months. It caused her so much pain and they just gave her pills and more pills. She finally ended up with pneumonia 3 months after the fall and passed away. That was 3 years ago but recently it's felt like yesterday.
My Gram and R's mom use to spend time together when we would visit one of them. They lived close enough that we could drive to pick the other up and bring them to the others house. So it really hit home when my Gram fell at the nursing home. They didn't bother to call my Mom until almost 24 hours after the fact. She had been sent to the Wichita hospital by then with a brain bleed. She had been there alone for over 12 hours. If the nursing home had called we could have been there when she arrived. So was due to my Uncle (the bastard).
My Uncle managed to get power of Medical over my Grams and decided not to do anything to help her. Yes, she had a brain bleed but she was a fighter. I think she could have survived the surgery. She had hip surgery at 85. What's brain surgery at 95. She could still walk (yes, with the help of a walker), she still had her mind (it was a little fuzzy at times - but when they give her pain meds she didn't need my mind would be fuzzy too).
I can still she her walking around her house and if you didn't get out of her way she'd run you over. She loved working out in her yard, yes even in her 90's she worked in her yard. She'd only been in the nursing home the last 7 months. I hadn't had a chance to get up to see here there (5 hours drive), but that doesn't matter now, does it. She was always doing something in her house or outside in the yard. She was a very active person until my Uncle moved into her house. But that is another story and not a good one.
I love you Gram and will miss you. Rest in Peace.
Love your granddaughter.
That's how R's my passed away also, from a fall. She laid on the floor for 3 hours before they found her and then she had a broken hip they didn't discover for 2 months. It caused her so much pain and they just gave her pills and more pills. She finally ended up with pneumonia 3 months after the fall and passed away. That was 3 years ago but recently it's felt like yesterday.
My Gram and R's mom use to spend time together when we would visit one of them. They lived close enough that we could drive to pick the other up and bring them to the others house. So it really hit home when my Gram fell at the nursing home. They didn't bother to call my Mom until almost 24 hours after the fact. She had been sent to the Wichita hospital by then with a brain bleed. She had been there alone for over 12 hours. If the nursing home had called we could have been there when she arrived. So was due to my Uncle (the bastard).
My Uncle managed to get power of Medical over my Grams and decided not to do anything to help her. Yes, she had a brain bleed but she was a fighter. I think she could have survived the surgery. She had hip surgery at 85. What's brain surgery at 95. She could still walk (yes, with the help of a walker), she still had her mind (it was a little fuzzy at times - but when they give her pain meds she didn't need my mind would be fuzzy too).
I can still she her walking around her house and if you didn't get out of her way she'd run you over. She loved working out in her yard, yes even in her 90's she worked in her yard. She'd only been in the nursing home the last 7 months. I hadn't had a chance to get up to see here there (5 hours drive), but that doesn't matter now, does it. She was always doing something in her house or outside in the yard. She was a very active person until my Uncle moved into her house. But that is another story and not a good one.
I love you Gram and will miss you. Rest in Peace.
Love your granddaughter.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Having fun with R
I've been having fun with R. When I turned 40, I waited until he went out of town and went and got my nose pierced. I had always wanted to do it and had told him that I wanted to do it. He didn't tell me no but he didn't tell me yes either. So he left at noon on a Wednesday and at 4pm I was at the tattoo parlor getting my nose pieced (as a co-worker watched).
So I just had my 45th birthday and I mentioned to him that he was going out of town soon and I was wondering what I should get pierced this time. You should have seen the look on his face. It was priceless.
His only comments were, "I would not be happy to come home to your nipples pierced and I really wouldn't like your genitals pierced either. So that doesn't leave you much."
I said, "Okay, maybe a tattoo then."
He said, "I think I would need to approve any design. I would have better judgment."
I'm having so much fun messing with him. He doesn't leave for a week and a half so I'm going to come up with some really awful designs to show him. LOL
I'm sure glad he has a sense of humor.
So I just had my 45th birthday and I mentioned to him that he was going out of town soon and I was wondering what I should get pierced this time. You should have seen the look on his face. It was priceless.
His only comments were, "I would not be happy to come home to your nipples pierced and I really wouldn't like your genitals pierced either. So that doesn't leave you much."
I said, "Okay, maybe a tattoo then."
He said, "I think I would need to approve any design. I would have better judgment."
I'm having so much fun messing with him. He doesn't leave for a week and a half so I'm going to come up with some really awful designs to show him. LOL
I'm sure glad he has a sense of humor.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
What are you doing home?
So as I'm writing my blog yesterday morning, R comes down the stairs and looks at me. The first thing out of his mouth is, "What are you doing home?" I look at him and say, "I took a vacation day. We only talked about it for over a week." His response was, "Oh." It did not start my day out well.
How could he forget that I was taking the day off to spend with him? Then he asked me what I wanted to do and everything I suggested he vetoed. So I cleaned the house while he ran to a couple of appointments. Then I suggested a couple of other things we could do - he again vetoed them. So finally I went and took a nap. What a waste of a vacation day. I should have gone to work. It's not like he would have missed me. Later in the evening he said was there anything you wanted to do today? I just looked at him and shook my head. I didn't know what to say to him without being a bitch, so I didn't say anything at all.
I don't know what today will bring but if he starts it off like yesterday, I'm going to go to work even though it is a Saturday.
How could he forget that I was taking the day off to spend with him? Then he asked me what I wanted to do and everything I suggested he vetoed. So I cleaned the house while he ran to a couple of appointments. Then I suggested a couple of other things we could do - he again vetoed them. So finally I went and took a nap. What a waste of a vacation day. I should have gone to work. It's not like he would have missed me. Later in the evening he said was there anything you wanted to do today? I just looked at him and shook my head. I didn't know what to say to him without being a bitch, so I didn't say anything at all.
I don't know what today will bring but if he starts it off like yesterday, I'm going to go to work even though it is a Saturday.
Friday, August 26, 2011
August wish for magic pills
August has been an interesting month. My Dad has been in the hospital. My baby cat (yes, she is six years old but she's still my baby) has bladder stones and may be facing surgery, we'll know Monday. Work has been crazy and my birthday is Monday.
Dad hasn't been feeling well for over a year now. The doctor's have figured out the main problem but the medicine he has to take for that disease messes with his glaucoma. If he doesn't take the medicine the ramifications could be at the least blindness and the most death. Of course, with taking the medicine it causes his eye pressure to go up and that is bad for his glaucoma - which could cause him to go blind. Damned if you do and damned if you don't. His also been having breathing problems - this is what caused him to be in the hospital. I wish there was a magic pill to help him. I'm trying to spend more time with him but he is so tired and sleeps so much that when I'm out at the house he is in bed most of the time.
My sweet baby cat started having problems August 9th. The vet figured out she had 5 bladder stones August 11th. We've changed her food and they gave her an antibiotic plus pain meds. They gave us pain meds to give her and we're trying to see if the food and antibiotic will dissolve the stones, if not she'll be having a $980 surgery this coming week. There is not question as to if we will do the surgery or not, she is my baby and she will have it. R is in agreement but is not happy about the cost. I just remind him that we paid out a lot more for Sophie our 15 year old diabetic cat. She had diabetes for 5 years. We gave her a shot every morning and every evening. Planned trips around her (one us always stayed home). We rarely went on a trip together as we would have to board her and she hated being at the vets. Wish there was a magic pill to make the stones go away.
The big 45 on Monday. It doesn't seem possible that I'm going to be 45. I don't feel that old. Sometimes I forget how old I am, then I walk past a mirror and see myself and it is a shock that, that is me. I still picture myself in my mind in my 20's. I wish I still had the body I had in my 20's but I'm working on that. R doesn't say anything about my weight but I recently found out I weight more than he does, only by a few pounds but still that sucks. I've got to get moving. I know that is my problem - exercise - hate it! I want a magic pill for that too!
Dad hasn't been feeling well for over a year now. The doctor's have figured out the main problem but the medicine he has to take for that disease messes with his glaucoma. If he doesn't take the medicine the ramifications could be at the least blindness and the most death. Of course, with taking the medicine it causes his eye pressure to go up and that is bad for his glaucoma - which could cause him to go blind. Damned if you do and damned if you don't. His also been having breathing problems - this is what caused him to be in the hospital. I wish there was a magic pill to help him. I'm trying to spend more time with him but he is so tired and sleeps so much that when I'm out at the house he is in bed most of the time.
My sweet baby cat started having problems August 9th. The vet figured out she had 5 bladder stones August 11th. We've changed her food and they gave her an antibiotic plus pain meds. They gave us pain meds to give her and we're trying to see if the food and antibiotic will dissolve the stones, if not she'll be having a $980 surgery this coming week. There is not question as to if we will do the surgery or not, she is my baby and she will have it. R is in agreement but is not happy about the cost. I just remind him that we paid out a lot more for Sophie our 15 year old diabetic cat. She had diabetes for 5 years. We gave her a shot every morning and every evening. Planned trips around her (one us always stayed home). We rarely went on a trip together as we would have to board her and she hated being at the vets. Wish there was a magic pill to make the stones go away.
The big 45 on Monday. It doesn't seem possible that I'm going to be 45. I don't feel that old. Sometimes I forget how old I am, then I walk past a mirror and see myself and it is a shock that, that is me. I still picture myself in my mind in my 20's. I wish I still had the body I had in my 20's but I'm working on that. R doesn't say anything about my weight but I recently found out I weight more than he does, only by a few pounds but still that sucks. I've got to get moving. I know that is my problem - exercise - hate it! I want a magic pill for that too!
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Feeling frustrated
So am I wrong to be frustrated that we got stood up last night? I feel like I do when I let me sister do her "Let me get back to you". Pissed that they didn't have the curtsy to call and say we're not going to make it. We show up where were suppose to meet and they never do. We stay for a while and then leave. Their excuses they send today - "having such a good time, lost track of time and he got me plastered". I'm sorry but those are not except-able excuses to me. You made plans with us and didn't bother to show up.
I know that I should let it get to me but it pisses me off. I'm not letting anyone treat me that way again. I put up with my sister doing that to me for over 10 years before I finally said enough and now I don't invite her to do anything. And what a change it made in my life. No more worrying over whether she'll show up or not. Even when I already knew the answer would be she wouldn't.
Just frustrated. I don't want to talk to either of them today. Maybe I will feel differently tomorrow. R said we shouldn't depend on them and we should have made other plans just in case. I was tired of "make just in case plans" and thought we had found dependable friends. Stupid me.
I know that I should let it get to me but it pisses me off. I'm not letting anyone treat me that way again. I put up with my sister doing that to me for over 10 years before I finally said enough and now I don't invite her to do anything. And what a change it made in my life. No more worrying over whether she'll show up or not. Even when I already knew the answer would be she wouldn't.
Just frustrated. I don't want to talk to either of them today. Maybe I will feel differently tomorrow. R said we shouldn't depend on them and we should have made other plans just in case. I was tired of "make just in case plans" and thought we had found dependable friends. Stupid me.
Dad
My Dad is not feeling well. He's been sick for over a year now. They know some of the things that are wrong but lately he has been having trouble breathing. They say there is not blood clots in his lungs but something is wrong. I'm very worried about him but there is nothing I can do but talk with Mom and Dad. I've talked with his main doctor (she happens to be mine also) so I think I'm going to call her again and talk with her. Something needs to be done to find out what is going on with him.
He has a very rare disease that they are treating but the medicine he is on causes his glaucoma pressure too go up. His had 3 eye surgery's in the last year and they don't seem to be helping. He can barely walk and has spells were he doesn't remember anything. Spells where he can't walk because he is dizzy and he runs into the walls, can't stand up. Mom is afraid to leave him alone for any length of time.
He was in the emergency room Friday afternoon but they sent him home even though the doctor had admit orders for him. I'm hoping that the doctor will be ticked at the emergency room doctor for sending him home and chew his ass. He needs to be in the hospital so they can run tests and find out what is wrong with him.
I don't want to lose my dad and if things keep up the way they are going, I'm going to lose him. He is only 76 years young. I want him around for a long time. He may be an ass sometimes but he's my dad and I love him regardless.
He has a very rare disease that they are treating but the medicine he is on causes his glaucoma pressure too go up. His had 3 eye surgery's in the last year and they don't seem to be helping. He can barely walk and has spells were he doesn't remember anything. Spells where he can't walk because he is dizzy and he runs into the walls, can't stand up. Mom is afraid to leave him alone for any length of time.
He was in the emergency room Friday afternoon but they sent him home even though the doctor had admit orders for him. I'm hoping that the doctor will be ticked at the emergency room doctor for sending him home and chew his ass. He needs to be in the hospital so they can run tests and find out what is wrong with him.
I don't want to lose my dad and if things keep up the way they are going, I'm going to lose him. He is only 76 years young. I want him around for a long time. He may be an ass sometimes but he's my dad and I love him regardless.
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