So, I wasn’t going to write about this
It was one of those things that I thought, you know what? I’m going to leave this one alone
And yet now, I feel like if I write it out – it’ll feel better
Writing has always been a friend for me like that
And also my Nanna (who’s was awesome before the word was even invented)
You also probably remember how fabulous (times a bazillion) it is that they’ve been married for 69 years
Nanna has been in a home for a while now
And in that time, has been visited by Pop every day. That’s right. Every. Single. Day.
Pop has constantly asked, “…when is she coming home?” Not ever truly understanding that she wouldn’t be
Over the last few months, Pop has been the one that’s needed taking care of
But in true, stubborn Pop fashion – he’s been giving everyone the preverbal finger, and ignoring us all
You name it – telling the ‘meals on wheels’ ladies to bugger off – putting the deadbolt on the door so the cleaners can’t get in.
It would be funny if he didn’t need the services so much
Anyhoo, this weekend, it all changed. After a more than a few falls, and minor emergencies recently – Pop couldn’t keep turning everyone away
It was decided that he would go into the home with Nanna
We were all so pleased – as anyone who has to put a relative in care would attest – it’s a long waiting game, and a bit of a lottery as to where they’ll end up
So yeah, we hit the jackpot – and he was able to go where Nanna is, in a double room with her
We’ve been making jokes (as we do) about her being pissed off about losing her independence and having to put up with his snoring again. But obviously, we’re all thrilled they can be together.
I’ve got to tell you, he is so lucky to have 3 daughters and a son who are so dedicated to making sure he’s OK. I’m not sure what people do without any family to look out for them when they get old. Makes me sad just thinking about it
So, Pop got transferred from the hospital, where he’s been for a week, to the nursing home
He arrived Saturday
He’s barely said a word and hasn’t got out of bed since he arrived
Nanna hasn’t left his side
They’ve put a chair beside his bed for her. She’s been holding his hand the whole time
And I’m so sad right now I don’t even have the words for it
One of my many favourite pics of Pop – this is from the girl’s birthday party last month in Perth. It looks like Magoo has done, or said something to make Pop laugh. I just love this photo.