Well I got my own back last night.  You know how annoying it is when guys are constantly flicking the channels with the remote?  Well last night I had a plan.  The whole evening I sat on the other side of the loungeroom with a spare Foxtel remote control hidden under a cushion on my lap, and everytime Paul (my husband) clicked on “i” to see information on what was on other channels, I’d also click it on my remote so it would flicker on and off. Giggle.  Every time he turned the volume up I’d turn it up even higher at the same time.  Then he’d turn the volume down and I’d turn it down even lower. Giggle.  He’d change the channel and I’d change it back. Giggle.  And on and on it went all evening.  He lay there on his leather recliner mumbling under his breath about the stupid remote control and how we needed a new one.  ROFL!  I can’t believe he never caught on, actually I can’t believe I lasted as long as I did without bursting out laughing.  I couldn’t help myself though… I told him in the end – but I was good… I could have keep this up all week. LOL.

Share this article:

Well I thought I’d better put some reality stuff in here for those of you who like to see what’s going on in other people’s lives.  If sad stories bother you then you’d better stop reading now.

I’ve just come back from the hospital were I’ve been visiting my mum and also had a meeting with the pallative care doctor and others.  My mother has stomach cancer and hasn’t got long to live.  I knew this day would come as she has been battling various cancers for 8 years but it’s still very very difficult.  At the end of last week I was told that there was no cure, no more operations and no more chemo.  I struggled for a few days to come to terms with this but now I have to just carry on.  So now what?  Well that’s the hard part – we don’t know.  For now she’s being fed by a tube that goes straight to her bowel.  If she’s okay in a couple of days then she’ll need to go into a hospice, I don’t know how long for though.  They gave her the option today to just let her go and she dies in 2 weeks or to continue the feed and see if she can live some more months.  What a decision.   The doctors convinced mum to hang in there and see if she can extend her life a little more.  After a few weeks in the hospice if she’s okay then I don’t know what’s going to happen as it’s too difficult for her to go home and live there on her own.  My father is in a nursing home his last stages of Alzheimers and has no understanding of anything… he needs 24 hour assistance for everything which is why we couldn’t look after him.  There’s no room in my house and I can’t move the whole family over to mum’s place.  I’m annoyed now that she didn’t agree to both of us selling up and moving together into a larger house with us (with separate residence for her) last year when I suggested it to her… she knew she had cancer but she didn’t want to move – now we have to figure out where she will spend her last days.

So that’s it.  Life, Death, etc.

Share this article: