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Nov. 5th, 2006 05:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
johnny9fingersOh god, He's weaker yet. Awaiting call back from GP - it's a Sunday and most Doctors are at home with their families. The Mother (who knows about these things - ended her nursing career teaching, and has kept reasonably up to date) is not as worried as me, but I've never seen him like this. Can't even get bothered about NZ wiping floor with us. He couldn't watch the match. Took ten minutes to get him six yards to his chair - he has to stop from time to time. Lots of involuntary shaking and some confusion. Missed a chum's gig today, but sure Pete will forgive me.
& we have the solicitor coming tomorrow to finalise land settlement, will, etc. Dad may not be up to dealing with it all, so we may have to postpone.
I think he's been hanging on just to make sure everything's sorted, but it might not happen the way he intends, and inheritance tax will then be an issue for us.
Phoned the Brother, just in case of worst possible scenario. M aware and ready to drop everything and fly to Dad's bedside whenever. I'm so fucking lucky in my immediate family - Mike's about the best sort of brother imaginable - wish he lived a bit closer. 200 miles might not seem a lot, but 200 miles + commitments to wife, mortgage, horses and dogs, not to mention job as teacher to kids who from the sound of it need warders, not teachers, make it difficult for him. We've backed him if he wants to leave teaching and retrain (which he does) and Dad's offered to bankroll him in a limited way (mortgage etc), but if Dad's not going to be around to do it (because some of his spare money comes from his pension), Mother and I are going to have to fill in the blanks, and I'm not exactly the richest person around, being self-employed in declining industry.
I always knew I'd have to get a proper job sooner or later.
I hoped it would be later yet, but first I'll see the Old Man to his rest, and try to make the whole thing less horrible (if that's possible).
Break time over, time to hold hands.
& we have the solicitor coming tomorrow to finalise land settlement, will, etc. Dad may not be up to dealing with it all, so we may have to postpone.
I think he's been hanging on just to make sure everything's sorted, but it might not happen the way he intends, and inheritance tax will then be an issue for us.
Phoned the Brother, just in case of worst possible scenario. M aware and ready to drop everything and fly to Dad's bedside whenever. I'm so fucking lucky in my immediate family - Mike's about the best sort of brother imaginable - wish he lived a bit closer. 200 miles might not seem a lot, but 200 miles + commitments to wife, mortgage, horses and dogs, not to mention job as teacher to kids who from the sound of it need warders, not teachers, make it difficult for him. We've backed him if he wants to leave teaching and retrain (which he does) and Dad's offered to bankroll him in a limited way (mortgage etc), but if Dad's not going to be around to do it (because some of his spare money comes from his pension), Mother and I are going to have to fill in the blanks, and I'm not exactly the richest person around, being self-employed in declining industry.
I always knew I'd have to get a proper job sooner or later.
I hoped it would be later yet, but first I'll see the Old Man to his rest, and try to make the whole thing less horrible (if that's possible).
Break time over, time to hold hands.
