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erastesForgot the mains lead for the PC again. *smacks self* I brought EVERYTHING else. The tablet, the usb for the tablet, the lead for the tablet, the spare mouse, the usb for the pc. But not the lead. I shall investigate if the lead for the tablet can be used – looks like it might…. *investigates* No - that doesn't work. Grr.
Dad keeps taking the dressing off his boil. He is very annoying. I have given up trying to explain to him that he doesn’t need to keep turning the radiators on and off, there’s absolutely no point. I have found that if I don’t stress about silly things, it’s better for both of us. He’s never going to remember about the radiators and stuff like that, and the things he NEEDS to remember, like taking his pills, I can now deal with by phone on the days I’m not here.
He seems to be confident though, recently – a few months ago he would get panicky if I gave him something out of the routine to do, like go to the Chemist, but today he went without batting an eyelid. You might think I’m mean for making an 82 year old man go and do his own stuff like that, but I think that while he CAN do this stuff, he SHOULD do this stuff. I make him do the ordering in restaurants too, because the day I start doing everything for him, he’ll just become a little old man sitting in a corner waiting for someone to do everything. They will probably take his driving licence away this year (as he hit a parked car last year) so I need to keep his confidence as high as possible. I’m dreading his car being gone (I’ll probably take it over, as my car is 10 years old and getting to the end of its life) because he’ll be thinking every day that it’s been stolen. I’ll have to put a big sign on the kitchen window NO THE CAR IS NOT STOLEN – or he’ll be up the police station every five minutes like he was when Aslan died.
I’ve decided to finally get to the Alzheimer’s Society for some moral support if nothing else – they have a monthly meetup in Yarmouth but annoyingly it’s the second Thursday in the month which is tomorrow – and I have a hospital appointment so I can’t go. But I’ll definitely go next month.
A journalist is phoning me today for an interview for some big newspaper in Canada. Eep. Hope it goes better than the last one.
OK – better get writing before the battery runs out.
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