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the_siobhan) wrote2024-07-28 02:27 pm
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The Old Man went into the hospital last Sunday. I couldn't tell you how, but for some reason I had a strong inkling it was for the last time. He passed away on Friday night.
I'm not sure yet how I feel about it. I may not be sure for quite some time. His last meal was with me, sitting on a patio in the sun and drinking a beer. I have a picture of him, grinning across the table at me from under a patio umbrella.
The Long Term Care facilities in this town give you 24 hours to clean out their room. That feels harsh but I get why, there are over 800 people on a waiting list for that room and they all need it badly. So two weeks after renting a truck to move his things into the new place I rented the exact same truck to pack everything back out. My nephew came to help, in spite of being disastrously hung over. The ex-housemate also shocked me by driving up to help - they showed up at my house on time in the morning and then packed boxes, hauled furniture, re-arranged the storage unit, and poured coffee into me when I needed it.
In retrospect, they were always much better at dealing with emergencies than the daily grind.
My storage unit is now full and so is my ground floor. My task today is to find the will and get the paperwork started. Tomorrow I have an appointment with the funeral home. I need to sort through the clothes to find something to bury him in, and I figure while I'm at it I can fill up a box to go to a shelter and a bag to go into the trash. There are photos to go through and laundry to do and parking tickets to pay.
So it goes.
I'm not sure yet how I feel about it. I may not be sure for quite some time. His last meal was with me, sitting on a patio in the sun and drinking a beer. I have a picture of him, grinning across the table at me from under a patio umbrella.
The Long Term Care facilities in this town give you 24 hours to clean out their room. That feels harsh but I get why, there are over 800 people on a waiting list for that room and they all need it badly. So two weeks after renting a truck to move his things into the new place I rented the exact same truck to pack everything back out. My nephew came to help, in spite of being disastrously hung over. The ex-housemate also shocked me by driving up to help - they showed up at my house on time in the morning and then packed boxes, hauled furniture, re-arranged the storage unit, and poured coffee into me when I needed it.
In retrospect, they were always much better at dealing with emergencies than the daily grind.
My storage unit is now full and so is my ground floor. My task today is to find the will and get the paperwork started. Tomorrow I have an appointment with the funeral home. I need to sort through the clothes to find something to bury him in, and I figure while I'm at it I can fill up a box to go to a shelter and a bag to go into the trash. There are photos to go through and laundry to do and parking tickets to pay.
So it goes.
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Hell of a way to time your exit, Old Man, but Sio I'm very glad he got to have a lovely final time with you. And relieved that you got some help in a clinch.
Lots of love.
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I really love that image you describe -- the umbrella, the beer, and the grin.
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Please remember to take care of yourself in the midst of everything. Its good that you have support where and when it's needed. ♥
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Drinkin' a beer in the sun is pretty unbeatable.
So two weeks after renting a truck to move his things into the new place I rented the exact same truck to pack everything back out.
I don't WANT to start blasphemous rumours...
My nephew came to help, in spite of being disastrously hung over. The ex-housemate also shocked me by driving up to help - they showed up at my house on time in the morning and then packed boxes, hauled furniture, re-arranged the storage unit, and poured coffee into me when I needed it.
The good often balances the bad, somehow. They come through.
Look after yourself.
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Remember to breathe, try to eat, don't do any irreversible damage to your liver. *hug*
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Peaceful journey Old Man, and peace of mind to you.
In retrospect, they were always much better at dealing with emergencies than the daily grind.
Interesting. My mother is like this.
<3
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Also, deepest sympathies for all the hassle and ado that comes with such a happening, I just hope it won't be too much of a nightmare. ***hugs***
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