Well, when D,E & I came back from their weekend away, E was still staying in their room and not coming out. It turns out she has depression. She tried her hardest to start her business off here, but without the referrals from the Chiropractor, and her ongoing clients, and competition from other massage therapists in the town, it just didn't happen. They need her income for saving for a house. Whilst they love it here - and E really wanted to stay in the area forever, very few cheap houses come on the market for first time buyers. They discussed things over the weekend and decided that the only option was to move to Swansea, where she could get plenty of customers, and her ones from Carmarthen would travel there too, plus lots of cheap housing stock. They plan to relocate to a rented house by September and the start of the school year for "I". Danny always wanted to return to Swansea when they lived in Carmarthen. Yesterday he took E&I to her mother's.
As you can imagine this was such a total shock to the system, and the immediate worry of HOW do I care for Keith on my own? Until the carers are in place, Danny will be here 4 days a week, working from home, but spend a long weekend with E&I. I have informed the D. Nurses of this situation and Gabby will be speaking to the Social Worker today (she wasn't in the office yesterday). Tam will come over at weekends, but this will be difficult when Jon needs the car. Gabby works most Saturdays.
Some of you may bethinking, time to go to a Care Home or the Hospice, but I promised him he would stay at home and die here. I will be true to my word, however impossible it becomes for me. Let's hope the Cavalry (Carers) arrive soon.
Some positives this week:
My new clothes arrived.
The coloured fabric marker pens arrived and work a treat - I could SEE where I had to sew and have been working on the border in the evenings (hand quilting a double cable pattern).
Emma gave me a lovely little book of Welsh baking. Will work my way through that.
Just about over my cold now (apart from a tickly cough). I had to take to the sofa yesterday though as I had scarcely slept the night before. I had Alfie on my feet and Pippi on my middle.
I am glad that Shadow-cat will be moving out - he has been a right royal PITA.
