Arrived at the nh this afternoon to see dad for father's day. We've got plans for day trips with him next sunday and the one after, so today just planned to pop to see him and then go with my cousin to do some more of the endless task of clearing out his house. He was happy and a bit tearful about his card, but then started really sobbing like I never seen before. Talking about a man buying his house and he loves his house and he wants to go back to it. He also seems to think the same man is going to marry my mother (like she comes with the house) though actually she's been dead nearly 10 years. He was just crying and crying. That felt awful in itself but even worse because I know that i AM in the process of selling it - though I've not told dad that. He's very deaf and has broken/lost his hearing aids and can't understand, so no way of comforting him.
We scrapped the plans for house clearing, borrowed a wheelchair from the nh (first time we've used wheelchair) and took him to the botanical gardens. Desperate to do something to make him happy. My wonderful cousin suggested we get ice creams and asked him if he'd like one. I never seen a face light up so much or enjoy an ice cream so much in all my life. That ice cream cornet was worth its weight in gold. We went off round the gardens, him enjoying his ride in the chair, enjoying being able to get around a bit for once. Chattering about when he used to take me to the gardens when I was a kid.
Got him back in time for tea. He much happier, said thank you for giving him his life back. Relieved to see him happy again, but god this hurts
We scrapped the plans for house clearing, borrowed a wheelchair from the nh (first time we've used wheelchair) and took him to the botanical gardens. Desperate to do something to make him happy. My wonderful cousin suggested we get ice creams and asked him if he'd like one. I never seen a face light up so much or enjoy an ice cream so much in all my life. That ice cream cornet was worth its weight in gold. We went off round the gardens, him enjoying his ride in the chair, enjoying being able to get around a bit for once. Chattering about when he used to take me to the gardens when I was a kid.
Got him back in time for tea. He much happier, said thank you for giving him his life back. Relieved to see him happy again, but god this hurts