As some of you will know, my Nanna passed away on Friday morning. I will tell you some of the back ground between myself and my Nanna. And I will say sorry now for going on.
My son was born just over 3 years ago, the day my Nanna came to the hospital to see him for the first time. She stepped round the curtain and to me look just like a young girl on Christmas morning. The memory will never leave me. After the birth of my son (who is named after my late grandad) my Nanna and I became very close. My son was in hospital at 14 months old and ended up in I.C.U., he thankfully pulled through. This brought myself and my Nanna even closer as my Nanna had lost a child at a young age.
Since giving up work, I have spent a lot of time with my Nanna. My son and I would go over at least twice a week with my mum to help my Nanna with the house and garden.
My mum and uncle became worried about my Nanna just before last Christmas, as she lived on her own. The only answer they could find for this was for me to move in with my Nanna. I said that I as looking after a disabled child was a full time job and I would not be able to give my Nanna the care she would need. I still stand by the choice I made, and I know my Nanna would understand I did what I thought was right.
My Nanna went into a home at the begining of the year as she was not able to look after herself and was becoming a danger to herself. Myself and my son went to see my Nanna in the home 2/3 times a week. Or whenever we were passing and my son asked to go and see her.
A few months ago when talking to my sister, my sister said I was like our Nanna's living angel (which I thought was really nice). I took on the role of my Nanna's main family carer although she was in a home.
Anyway my mum goes on holiday tomorrow for a week, so they where going to hold the funeral off until a week Wednesday. However a week Wednesday my cousin has work commitments so it has now been put off till a week Thursday (sounds a bit like booking a dental appointment).
Anyway the point to all this is, I asked my mum earlier how many family cars they had booked for the day. The answer came as 1, the rest of us have to make our own way. I feel as if I'v now been thrown to the side as my job is now over now my Nanna has passed.
While looking after my son I have supported both my mum and uncle during this hard time and cared for my Nanna as much as I have been able. I know it is a hard time for us all but I feel no one is thinking of how I am feeling (apart from my sister who is the best in the world). While everyone else has been making excuses on not visiting and travelling around the world on holidays, I have been there no matter what. And now they are throwing me away with the rest of the rubbish.
So sorry for going on but I did warn you all. I just feel so hurt and alone.
Take Care
Clare
My son was born just over 3 years ago, the day my Nanna came to the hospital to see him for the first time. She stepped round the curtain and to me look just like a young girl on Christmas morning. The memory will never leave me. After the birth of my son (who is named after my late grandad) my Nanna and I became very close. My son was in hospital at 14 months old and ended up in I.C.U., he thankfully pulled through. This brought myself and my Nanna even closer as my Nanna had lost a child at a young age.
Since giving up work, I have spent a lot of time with my Nanna. My son and I would go over at least twice a week with my mum to help my Nanna with the house and garden.
My mum and uncle became worried about my Nanna just before last Christmas, as she lived on her own. The only answer they could find for this was for me to move in with my Nanna. I said that I as looking after a disabled child was a full time job and I would not be able to give my Nanna the care she would need. I still stand by the choice I made, and I know my Nanna would understand I did what I thought was right.
My Nanna went into a home at the begining of the year as she was not able to look after herself and was becoming a danger to herself. Myself and my son went to see my Nanna in the home 2/3 times a week. Or whenever we were passing and my son asked to go and see her.
A few months ago when talking to my sister, my sister said I was like our Nanna's living angel (which I thought was really nice). I took on the role of my Nanna's main family carer although she was in a home.
Anyway my mum goes on holiday tomorrow for a week, so they where going to hold the funeral off until a week Wednesday. However a week Wednesday my cousin has work commitments so it has now been put off till a week Thursday (sounds a bit like booking a dental appointment).
Anyway the point to all this is, I asked my mum earlier how many family cars they had booked for the day. The answer came as 1, the rest of us have to make our own way. I feel as if I'v now been thrown to the side as my job is now over now my Nanna has passed.
While looking after my son I have supported both my mum and uncle during this hard time and cared for my Nanna as much as I have been able. I know it is a hard time for us all but I feel no one is thinking of how I am feeling (apart from my sister who is the best in the world). While everyone else has been making excuses on not visiting and travelling around the world on holidays, I have been there no matter what. And now they are throwing me away with the rest of the rubbish.
So sorry for going on but I did warn you all. I just feel so hurt and alone.
Take Care
Clare