Least he could have done was to grab some dog biscuits as well!!
Nearest takeaway is half an hour's drive away and it's lousy out there...I think Mum has retreated to her bedroom...I'll pluck up the courage to look in a minuteOn a lighter note it's the perfect opportunity to have your favourite take away whilst the kitchen is occupied by hostile forces!
More cider sounds like a plan to me.We have regained possession of the kitchen.
I'm ashamed to say that we are now cooking dinner and making completely unnecessary references to crunchiness We found more cider
We confiscated it!Did the dog finish off his can (of cider?)?!!
Thanks - we did!Enjoy your cider - get slaughtered, pat the poor dog, hug your long suffering husband and have a huge hug for yourself - and mostly enjoy your dinner!! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
we confiscated it!
Thanks - we did!
(half expecting a "glide through" any minute now but am beyond caring...)
Ye gods, a night from hell.
4am the neighbour's cat clattered over our gate, woke the dog up. Dog wanted to go out, OH got up and let him out the back door. OH and dog returned to bed. 5 minutes later there was a banging sound - sounded like Mum banging her wardrobe door, (something she enjoys doing in the middle of the night) so I wasn't unduly perturbed. Until OH said, "Did you bolt the back door shut when you came to bed last night?".
Me, "Yes. Why?".
OH, "It was already open when I let the dog out. Where do you think your Mother is?".
Me, "Was her bedroom door open or closed when you got up?"
OH, "Open".
I flew out of bed, visions of Mum having gone walkabout in the garden in the middle of the night and now being locked out there.
Nope. Mum was standing in her bedroom doorway (phew - so at least I hadn't killed her through hypothermia or pneumonia). "I've had diarrhoea" she announced. "It's everywhere".
It was. Plus she'd walked it through the entire house.
I had to issue instructions from a safe distance, involving a sentence I never thought I'd hear myself utter: "Step away from the poo!"
Huge clear up operation.
Still ongoing.
Need more cleaning supplies.
Help.
Sending good wishes. If I lived closer I'd come and scrub with you!
HillyBilly - you may already have this, but what about a pressure sensor on the mattress, or under a mat in her bedroom? I've started using mum's again. The good thing is that when all is quiet I know that she's in bed, so that in itself makes me (slightly) more relaxed. As soon as she lifts off the mattress the alarm next to my bed goes off (I'm upstairs, she's downstairs) and I can usually be in her room before she even has a chance to reach for her walking stick! At least that way you could 'contain' anything to her room at least.
Is your mum refusing to wear pull ups or a pad? I found pull ups left a red mark at the top of mum's legs so I changed to normal pants with a pad. She never complains that it's uncomfortable and on the odd occasion that she has had diarrhoea, the pad/pants have at least contained it
I have to admit, your 'step away from the poo' comment had me laughing out loud - not nice to have to clear up though.