R was becoming thoroughly exasperated by hearing about her medical problems. I, like my brothers and sister don't really hear or take notice when she moans on about her medical problems, but clearly it was getting to R as he was getting snappy with me. I quote what R said to a friend on the phone, "She moaned and whinged for the whole three days". Not exactly, but she did moan on enough. R is used to Mother Thursday, where when he arrives to take her out she is about to die. By the time he takes her back home, she is happy as Larry. R said she never got to that happy point for the whole three days. I don't really agree. I had some good chats about old family stuff with Mother. Perhaps not so interesting to R.
Check out time was 10am. Mother was ready by 10:10, breakfast, showered, dressed, made up and packed, a good effort I thought. I must speak to her about getting her travelling luggage into one or two cases or bags.
I woke on the morning of our departure at 5am and I could not go back to sleep. About 5:30 I got up and did internet stuff on my tablet and phone. I showered and dressed and walked to the beach to see sunrise. It was quite nice, but I wasn't alone. Other people were up and about and people were packing up their caravans and campers and departing, clearly on a mission to be be somewhere else at a certain time.
We drove to the spectacular Nobbies. The flat rock in the distance is called Seal Rock. Mother reminded me that Step Father and I once walked out to the large rock at low tide and climbed half way up. I can't remember doing so, but Mother's memories are invariably accurate. I do remember messing about on the rocks at low tide. Now it is all forbidden and you must stay on the many boardwalks.
R inserted $2 into one of the fixed binoculars, but could not see a seal. He was annoyed.
In this photo at full size on the large desktop screen, I can see lots of seals on Seal Rock.
We saw a couple of these birds on the road back from Rhyll the day before. I identified them as geese. I had never seen them before on the island. They were also at The Nobbies. What kind of geese are they, I wondered out loud. Cape Barren Geese, Mother replied. How did she who rarely moves from her lounge room and kitchen know that? Yes, I should have killed some photos, but it hard to decide which ones.
Something disturbed them at one point and there was much honking.
After admiring the view, mention was made of lunch. R said he had an upset stomach and did not want lunch. His stomach had become upset the day before and it was due to Mother stress. He was totally fed up with her. He went off to the Nobbies centre shop to get a gastrolyte drink. I escorted Mother in the same direction. She slowly shuffled along without her walker or any assistance but I was within hands reach. She never takes in the bigger picture of where she walking, and so walks in directions like she is young. She heads for steps when there is a ramp. Always she finds the steepness as opposed to the gentle slopes. She stepped off the smooth path onto a rough gravel area. She made it to the cafe come gift shop.
I soon found R. "Are you so effing useless that you let your mother walk across to here without her walking frame?" "Err, the walking frame is packed under luggage in the car. I would have to unpack the car". More along the same vein was said. R then disappeared. Mother and I had a look around gift shop, feeling fabrics and soft toy critters, but I was very stressed about R. We left and via a toilet stop, Mother shuffled back to the car, where R was nearby drinking his electrolyte drink while sitting on a seat admiring The Nobbies view.
We set off to Mother's home but via the Summerland Estate and the Penguin Parade. My young memories is of driving along the same road at night after seeing the Penguin Parade and seeing Fairy Penguins crossing the road as they went to their burrows.
The road is now closed at night to protect the penguins. The State Government compulsorily acquired all the houses there and demolished them and you would now never know there were any houses there. It has been totally returned to natural vegetation and while in times past the penguins and the Summerland housing estate lived well enough together, it is now all over to the penguins without humans to deal with. I approve and there is a brief summary here.
We stopped off for lunch at Grantville and R was holding it together by not saying much to either Mother or myself. As we left Mother said she will need to stop in Koo Wee Rup for a toilet. I thought, damn that. You are only fifteen minutes from home. I had set the sat nav for to take Mother back home, but then I saw a sign to Koo Wee Rup and I knew we had to go that way, so I swung across the road and exited the major road. Ok, the sat nav was telling me to use the Koo Wee Rup bypass. Instead we are back in Koo Wee Rup, so Mother may as well go to toilet here.
We dumped Mother at home as quickly as we could and reached home mid afternoon. R hated the weekend away and it took him two days to recover and his physical problems to settle down. I didn't mind the weekend away. Mother loved it and thanked us profusely.
In summary, this will be the last time we take Mother away anywhere. It is just too hard. She is just too slow. In the cabin it did not matter which way we wanted to go, she was in the way as she crept around. Yep, all too hard.