Walter, for the life of me I can't figure out what your sister wants. Does she want to take over all of Mother's affairs? Does she want to visit her every day? Her behavior to-date does not suggest that she does. She appears to just want to be a fly in the ointment.
Well, I suppose it's just and only .... she can't 'conduct' how she wants things to go.
She must have realised that only recently. (And perhaps she had had additionally a totally wrong idea about what can be expected as heir - as some others told me.)
What really annoys me most is that this letter to the court is only about me - mother is completely ignored.
And that I've such a stupid sister writing such an illogical letter ...
She's a bit of a control freak, eh? I had a sister like that. Hang in there Walter. We know you have your mother's best interest at heart. I'm sure the court has figured that out as well.
We'll see in some time ... :wink:
Mental decline
Yes, Noddy, that sounds like par for the course. Not everybody will be receptive, but someone has to make the decisions. You're on the spot 24/7 and should be given credit for an accurate estimate of Mr Noddy's condition, especially backed up as you are, by the visiting nurses. I was wondering when/if you would mention the stepsons. I hope they aren't in any way similar to Walter's ever-so-helpful sister...
You have an advantage over Walter in that "some are receptive" so you aren't facing a solid wall of denial or contrarianism.
Walter - was your sister always like this? Would her life till now have led you to expect anything like that letter to the court? If she is a control freak, she's a very confused one. She may well, as you say, have had a different (though rather unusual) understanding of the status of "heir", and that, on top of a sudden(?) desire to "conduct", has resulted in all this mess. Or could it basically be that she's simply in extremely deep denial?
I really don't know if my sister has always been like this.
As far as I obeserved and remember, she chanced from her marriage onwards ...
Walter--
Frankly, I think your sister is reverting to the days of your childhood, being sure that you are the favored child and "tattling" to try to dethrone you.
TomKitten--
I have six stepsons: Two are socially acceptable, one is disinterested, one is mentally handicapped and two are....greedy. Down the road the greedy pair will bitch and moan, but no one will listen--and they can't afford lawyers (if they could find a lawyer).
We shall see.
Reading so many of these posts, especially Walter's, I'm reminded of how money can bring out the worst in people who ordinarily would never be suspected of being so greedy and manipulative.
I sold real estate for a few years and was amazed at how people changed when money was at stake, even when the parties involved were millionaires. Greed is one of the ugliest traits of any human being and it can often be hidden from public view until the bottom line comes along.
As Noddy says so succinctly, hold your dominion or the door knob, or hold your hand over your sister's mouth--maybe not--but I know you will do what needs to be done in your usual, quiet, effective way.
Noddy, the stepsons who are not interested must be quite like Walter's sister. They will, I'm sure, be right there when any inheritance is handed out.
Not being religious, I still think of truly good and honest people as angels. Better yet, they are super heroes without even knowing it, as they go about their lives just managing to prevent society from tipping over into the various levels of Dante's hell. The people on this thread are those angels, thank the goddess for you all.
Diane--
You are one of the most supportive members of A2K.
Little do my stepsons know that I'm keeping a little list of acts of filial devotion. If the fates are kind, I'll be dying out-of-state and very likely (as far as the stepsons go), out-of-mind.
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Mr. Noddy's pelvis is nearly healed, but Mr. Noddy is having A Back in spades with spangles. Meanwhile, today he has an appointment with the Orthopod to discuss the knee brace he hasn't been wearing for two months.
I'm guessing that this omission is contributing to the back pain, but I'm only a wife--neither a mother, nor a doctor.
Tomorrow is the real challenge: After a 30 mile drive and dental preparation for a crown, I take Mr. Noddy to a Neurosurgeon.
I'm fairly certain that since the Orthopod won't operate on The Bad Knee (because of diabetic-damaged kidneys and anesthesia), the Neurosurgeon
will not want to operate on The Damaged Spine, but I'm neither a mother nor a doctor.
At least the Dentist and the Neurosurgeon are both early in the day.
Noddy24 wrote:Mr. Noddy is Being A Handful.
I found these cross-cultural thoughts cheering:
I especially loved these two.
Quote:Zen is not easy. It takes effort to attain nothingness. And then what do you have? Bupkis.
The Tao does not speak. The Tao does not blame. The Tao does not take sides. The Tao has no expectations.
The Tao demands nothing of others. The Tao is not Jewish.
Catching up...
Walter, your sister is seriously pissing me off.
What?? Is there any import to this? As in, what was the context of the letter? Will there be any follow-up, or is it an infuriating but ultimately harmless gesture?
Noddy, I'm also glad that the visiting nurses are nudging things in certain directions. I hope today's appointments go well, or at least as well as can be hoped.
Mental Decline
Good luck, Noddy. I'm keeping all my fingers crossed that you survive today's fun appointments.
Drive safely!
Don't forget to take your dominion to hold, Noddy.
My complicated medical schedule has been replaced by another schedule. Mr. Noddy had severe chest pains this morning and consented to allow me to call the ambulance.
Once again, he was in congestive heart failure and terribly disoriented on top of it. He doesn't like medical personell who ask "Is he always confused?" but he wasn't making a great deal of sense, either.
This is not new.
Fortunately this all happened during daylight. I can't see properly to drive after dark and waiting by the telephone for news is harrowing.
His doctor is on vacation, but the doctor covering for his doctor has admitted him.
After an afternoon in the ER, I'm home and tired.
Ah, Noddy!
Tossing some dominion through the web-airwaves...
Ack.
Thanks for letting us know what's up even in the midst of chaos and exhaustion.
One thing after another, eh?
Thinking of you, and Mr. Noddy.
Mental decline
Oh what a rotten time you and Mr Noddy are having.
We are all thinking of you, saying our prayers, keeping our fingers crossed, whatever. We can't be with you physically, but we're all with you in spirit. Keep on posting; we're rooting for you.
My thoughts will join those of all your friends on this thread and elsewhere.
Will this mean another stay in the hospital? Could there be another period of time that you don't have to be on call 24 hours a day? I'm sure it would be better fro both Mr. Noddy and for you.
Oooomms and good, strength filled thoughts.
Thoughts with you, Miss Noddy.
Oh, Noddy...................... again! Thinking good thoughts, and sending good vibes to you.
Noddy, it has been difficult for me to read this, but you know that I share your feelings.
