Greenockgal
Full Member
Ladies, I apologise in advance, but this isgoing to be one serious rant.
To set the scene: My mum and dad are divorced, dad lives in Scotland and is widowed. Mum died very suddenly in Jan this year, her husband (my stepdad) is very poorly, mum was his carer. I live 6 hours drive away and since mums funeral, step dad was taken ill and was in hospital for a month. He has very bad legs and feet and can hardley walk.
Yesterday, I got a call from the care team to say that they had gone round the house and couldn't get in. I had a keypad installed, and apparently on Friday the Chiropodist came, let herself in and had gone, taking they key with her. They had looked through the window and saw my stepdad on the floor. I managed to ring a friend wgo went round with a key, SD had fallen the previous night at 10pm - this was 1.00pm in the afternoon. Rang SD, he's okay, sore and bruised, but nothing broken. I then got home at 2pm, and got another call, he had fallen again, but luckily had his vitaline pendant on this time, so he pressed the button and they came. Ambulancemen told him if he fell again he was coming into hospital.
Right, that was yesterday. On to today. My dad, who,lives in Scotland, has been desperate to go and visit my brother in Australia. (My brother who, incidentaly, had let his passport lapse and couldn't get back for my mum's funeral.) My dad is insulin dependant diabetic, but keeps it under control. For the last 18 months or so, he has suffered very badly with colitis. At it's worst, it makes you faecially (SP) incontinent, in other words, you have no control over your bowels, it just comes away from you with no warning. My dad has been to the specialist over this, and is mortally embarressed if he has an "accident". At it's worst, he wouldn't even go to the corner shop incase it came on.
Anyway, he got the all clear from the specialist last November, so he booked his flight to Australia and went a week last Friday. Originally for 4 weeks, but then my brother told hi8m he would have to cut it back by a week, as he had to go away for work. This cost my dad an extra £250 to change (errr, could he not just stay there for the extra week with my brothers wife and the grandchildren?)
Anyway, I have just received this email, and to say I am blazing mad is the understatement of the century:
"Thought I would touch base and give you an update on Dad.
After the disaster of him missing his flight from Dubai, things have gone drastically down hill.
Our first venture out with him resulted in an ambulance being called for. We had gone for a walk in Kings Park and then went to a cafe. As he sat down, he went into Hypo as he had not eaten or taken the appropriate steps to ensure this did not happen. I thought that he was having a heart attack, he was white and completely unconsious. Luckily there were three nurses in the cafe who knew what to do and after an hour we managed to get back to the car and get him home. Not only did this frighten me and Janice but the kids were very upset and confused.
One week on we thought the worst was over, little did we know
We set out today to go to a wildlife park. After a few minutes Dad wanted to sit down and rest. We left him in shade with plenty to eat and drink while we went on . After a few minutes I went back to get him to follow. His first request was to go to the toilets which were at the start of the trail. Half way there he mentioned that he did not think he could last. When I got him to the toilet (family toilet) I noticed that he had **** all down his leg. I told him to get in and clean up.
I went back for Janice and the kids.
When I came back into the toilet, he was standing bollock naked covered in ****, the toilet was also covered in ****. Even worse as I tried to help him, Alexander came in to use the toilet together with another man and his young son. As this was a public toilet, we are hoping that they have not informed the Police as the man was very irate and disgusted
He cleaned himself up in a fashion but the car stank of **** all the way home.
This has been the last straw. The last time he was here 5 years ago he pissed himself and walked it all the way through the house and walked passed Janice bollock naked.
When he arranged to come, he told us his problems were over but he obviously lied. He has got no respect for himself which is fine but what pisses me off more is that he has no respect for me, Janice or his only grand children
Sorry to off load this on you but me and Janice are so upset that we thought you should know as he has mentioned that he wants to visit you when he returns. I don't think it is something he can;t control, I just think that he has such lack of respect that he decides not to"
I am so angry at the moment, I can't even speak, my hands are ttally shaking as I write this. How dare he? Me and my brother have never really got on, my dad thinks the sun shines out of my brothers backside (pardon the pun) and he has always been the blue eyed boy. Ive just rung my other brother in Oxford and told him, he's raging as well. I have replied to my brother and told him to get over himself, and bearing in mind he couldn't be bothered coming back for his own mums funeral, then he should enjoy what may well be the last time he sees his father. I also said I hope he is fit and well and can travel round the world when he is my dad's age, and how would he feel if his sone had sent his daughter the email that he had just sent me? It totally stinks, I am so angry I just don't know what to do.
Guys, I'm really sorry for ranting, but didn't now what else to do, have smoked about 10 fags in the last 10 minutes, thank God I don't have his phone number, and if he was here in front of me now I would punch him right in the face.
Sorry,.
To set the scene: My mum and dad are divorced, dad lives in Scotland and is widowed. Mum died very suddenly in Jan this year, her husband (my stepdad) is very poorly, mum was his carer. I live 6 hours drive away and since mums funeral, step dad was taken ill and was in hospital for a month. He has very bad legs and feet and can hardley walk.
Yesterday, I got a call from the care team to say that they had gone round the house and couldn't get in. I had a keypad installed, and apparently on Friday the Chiropodist came, let herself in and had gone, taking they key with her. They had looked through the window and saw my stepdad on the floor. I managed to ring a friend wgo went round with a key, SD had fallen the previous night at 10pm - this was 1.00pm in the afternoon. Rang SD, he's okay, sore and bruised, but nothing broken. I then got home at 2pm, and got another call, he had fallen again, but luckily had his vitaline pendant on this time, so he pressed the button and they came. Ambulancemen told him if he fell again he was coming into hospital.
Right, that was yesterday. On to today. My dad, who,lives in Scotland, has been desperate to go and visit my brother in Australia. (My brother who, incidentaly, had let his passport lapse and couldn't get back for my mum's funeral.) My dad is insulin dependant diabetic, but keeps it under control. For the last 18 months or so, he has suffered very badly with colitis. At it's worst, it makes you faecially (SP) incontinent, in other words, you have no control over your bowels, it just comes away from you with no warning. My dad has been to the specialist over this, and is mortally embarressed if he has an "accident". At it's worst, he wouldn't even go to the corner shop incase it came on.
Anyway, he got the all clear from the specialist last November, so he booked his flight to Australia and went a week last Friday. Originally for 4 weeks, but then my brother told hi8m he would have to cut it back by a week, as he had to go away for work. This cost my dad an extra £250 to change (errr, could he not just stay there for the extra week with my brothers wife and the grandchildren?)
Anyway, I have just received this email, and to say I am blazing mad is the understatement of the century:
"Thought I would touch base and give you an update on Dad.
After the disaster of him missing his flight from Dubai, things have gone drastically down hill.
Our first venture out with him resulted in an ambulance being called for. We had gone for a walk in Kings Park and then went to a cafe. As he sat down, he went into Hypo as he had not eaten or taken the appropriate steps to ensure this did not happen. I thought that he was having a heart attack, he was white and completely unconsious. Luckily there were three nurses in the cafe who knew what to do and after an hour we managed to get back to the car and get him home. Not only did this frighten me and Janice but the kids were very upset and confused.
One week on we thought the worst was over, little did we know
We set out today to go to a wildlife park. After a few minutes Dad wanted to sit down and rest. We left him in shade with plenty to eat and drink while we went on . After a few minutes I went back to get him to follow. His first request was to go to the toilets which were at the start of the trail. Half way there he mentioned that he did not think he could last. When I got him to the toilet (family toilet) I noticed that he had **** all down his leg. I told him to get in and clean up.
I went back for Janice and the kids.
When I came back into the toilet, he was standing bollock naked covered in ****, the toilet was also covered in ****. Even worse as I tried to help him, Alexander came in to use the toilet together with another man and his young son. As this was a public toilet, we are hoping that they have not informed the Police as the man was very irate and disgusted
He cleaned himself up in a fashion but the car stank of **** all the way home.
This has been the last straw. The last time he was here 5 years ago he pissed himself and walked it all the way through the house and walked passed Janice bollock naked.
When he arranged to come, he told us his problems were over but he obviously lied. He has got no respect for himself which is fine but what pisses me off more is that he has no respect for me, Janice or his only grand children
Sorry to off load this on you but me and Janice are so upset that we thought you should know as he has mentioned that he wants to visit you when he returns. I don't think it is something he can;t control, I just think that he has such lack of respect that he decides not to"
I am so angry at the moment, I can't even speak, my hands are ttally shaking as I write this. How dare he? Me and my brother have never really got on, my dad thinks the sun shines out of my brothers backside (pardon the pun) and he has always been the blue eyed boy. Ive just rung my other brother in Oxford and told him, he's raging as well. I have replied to my brother and told him to get over himself, and bearing in mind he couldn't be bothered coming back for his own mums funeral, then he should enjoy what may well be the last time he sees his father. I also said I hope he is fit and well and can travel round the world when he is my dad's age, and how would he feel if his sone had sent his daughter the email that he had just sent me? It totally stinks, I am so angry I just don't know what to do.
Guys, I'm really sorry for ranting, but didn't now what else to do, have smoked about 10 fags in the last 10 minutes, thank God I don't have his phone number, and if he was here in front of me now I would punch him right in the face.
Sorry,.
