The Daily Gaggle

Twice this week, I have watched an elderly individual, fade into the busy life in which we all live. One man just needed Panadol for his wife but the shop assistant simply said it’s in ‘6’. But he struggled to navigate the supermarket and as I watched him go in the wrong direction, I left all my groceries and took him where he needed to go. Today, I watched an elderly man struggle in the heat, who had obviously had a fall with a huge scrape and blood on his leg. He walked past people in the cafe, while he slowly made his way to his car. Not one person stopped. Or looked. Or acknowledged him. I took him to his car and checked he was ok. He told me he had a fall and wasn’t sure how the air con worked in his car so he just didn’t use it. I sat with him, until his air con kicked in and heard him talk about the old frail body that he is in, that fails him now, every single day. When you see an elderly person walking down the street, searching in the supermarket or struggling to their car,

living with my son has become a nightmare. Christopher loves himself simply because he has this steadfast opinion he is always right, regardless. fortuneately I do have a functioning brain and I am fully aware of what is happening around me. my sons bad temper yelling and stamping and bangng doors is re emerging after a spate of hospital visits. Dare I ask for somthing I need for my well being; like a cup of tea or breakfast after a sojourn in my cell Onsuite overnight/ not without a tale of woe and a song and dance from the bloke who when most people meeting him for the first time are greeted with his business smile. I'll poke this in for good measure. Between the age of approx 21 until aged 47 mr perfect had SEVEN different partners living with him. he has lived with me for five years and the previous 15 years in the granny flat down stairs; with my wife and I providing meals and services. Being hard of hearing is my nightmare, I have a whistle,emergency button, a call button

My son, Chris, took the following two videos in my room at Wyong Hospital. Note! You may have to press the play button twice to start each video. There is another video, but it was too big to upload, so you will have to look at it here