Last year on a Sunday I took Mother to Lady Lavender's Tea Rooms. We took Mother out last Sunday to the same place in Bunyip. It is very nice. We did a few jobs for her at home, including going in to see and feed Dex, the dog next door who's owner killed herself.
It was sad. The house was so well kept. Her shoes were at the door. Potted orchids lined the side walk way. Dex was not very responsive. He is clearly fretting and waiting and wants to get out the gate to find his mistress. The daughter comes to feed him, but otherwise he is confined to the back yard. Mother feeds him and plays with for a bit and she was mega stressed about him being on his own all the time.
The neighbour was the first person on Mother's emergency call list and she doesn't really know anyone else much in the area now. All she knew have died or moved on.
Apart from her dietary, both real and imagined, problems, Mother's arthritis is getting worse and she is taking a lot of pain killers. Her neighbour suiciding has really shaken her up badly.
She loves her cats, the eight or so who live on her block of land. She watches them out the window and feeds them expensive cat food and would you believe formulated cat milk. But finally she is realising that she has to leave. "I've just got to leave. I can't stand it here anymore". Well, that is progress. She is dreaming of a granny flat plonked into ABI Brother's back yard, but he has had enough and done more than enough. She has been demanding he sleep there Friday and Saturday nights because she is afraid. Someone snapped his rear wiper blade off last weekend and the next night he walked there in the freezing cold as he did not want to put his car at risk in the busy street.
Two options. Tradie Brother has a self contained flat at the rear of his house where his in laws used to live. His niece was living there but it is empty now. It is perfect for Mother, but she said, I can't see out into the street. I would see no-one and what about ABI Brother. Will he be ok without me nearby? We have thought about the poz and negs of her moving there and there are very few negs.
But down on the Bellarine near Sister, is a retirement place she could buy into once her house was sold. Sister has picked up some brochures to show her. The place is associated with where Bone Doctor works. In my opinion there are considerably more negatives to this option.
We saw Mother again today, Tuesday. Her friend who lives Eumemmerring put on a party for Little Jo's birthday, Sister had stayed the night before at Mother's and Mother drove Sister crazy with her whining about her medical problems. Then Sister woke up with a bad back and was crabby and I surmise the visit wasn't great. Mother's friend has a really nice place and she put on a great spread. Poor R having to put up with my family. I told Sister to go directly home to the Bellarine and drop R off on the way and I will drive Mother home.
Mother was so worried about the dog, but when I went in with her to feed it, it was gone. I think the late neighbour's daughter was hoping Mother would take on the dog on out of pity, but Mother wasn't having a bar of it, no matter how concerned she was.
Apart from her daughter saying that her late mother was very paranoid at times, we still don't get it and it was both spooky and sad to see her house.