My mum had a great life and was laughing and joking with me, Christine and my sister right up until an hour before she peacefully slipped away so I have so much to be grateful for. She'd a really wicked sense of humour did old Norah so she's probably just done us over again.
A very strange but nice thing happened today. My dad is in a coma but has a block booking at a physiotherapists in Jockgrim. My sister thought it a good idea to call in and let the physio know about my dad so he could cancel and reallocate my dads appointments. I went to the premises and was told to ask for Thomas ( my old mans Physio).
My mum was Scottish and was born and lived in Blairgowrie.
Gerry Watts the author of this thread lives in Glenshee which is a few miles north of Blair.
My mums wishes are for her ashes to be scattered "up the Glen" so that she's returning home after living in Germany for the past thirty odd years.
I asked for Thomas and this guy shook my hand and asked how my dad was. He was wearing a Glenshee Mountain Rescue Scotland sweatshirt. I assumed that it was some kind of tribute to my mum and that my dad had given him the shirt after obtaining it from one of his many trips back to Blairgowrie. It turned out that Thomas hadn't heard about my mum's death and he'd not a clue where he'd got the sweatshirt from other than that it had no connection with my old man. He's never even been to Scotland.
I'm still scratching my head at this...
Just back from the hospital. The old warrior is still battling on. Today is his 86 th birthday although he won't be doing much celebrating. I might though
If his sense of humor is anything like yours, I can just see him now waking up in Spring saying "well that's another winter out of the way, pour me a".... My dad is a hibernating ox....
Think I'll have one with you
Think I'll have one with you
......... I didn't manage to share a dram with him. Who knows, I might manage one yet though
My dad is now conscious but still weak as a kitten. The docs are really pleased with him. He's a bit tearful and confused but apparently, this is normal for folk just out of coma. When he saw me and Christine yesterday he was weepy but pleased to see us. He was also upset when I told him that mum was gone. I managed to hold it together doing that. However, when I then told him we were on our way to the airport to uplift my daughter Lynsey, he really cheered up. Then later, when he saw her, he'd a huge grin on his face. He can't talk due to a temporary tube into his throat but he was nodding and shaking his head so he was following what was said. Docs are fairly sure there's no brain damage which was a fear due to lack of oxygen when he collapsed into the coma two weeks ago. The doc also said that we should probably start preparing for him getting home in a few weeks. Hard to believe he's come this far from him being given hours to live a fortnight ago.
It's my mum's funeral today so I'm not looking forward to going in to see him afterwards. I'll just need to pretend to be as tough as my old man.
He was 86 on Sunday but was still semi comatose. I didn't manage to share a dram with him. Who knows, I might manage one yet though
Thanks again for all the kind messages and incredible offers of help
Great news, Ronno
Some hope in what has been the most awful time for you and Christine
.... The doc also said that we should probably start preparing for him getting home in a few weeks. Hard to believe he's come this far from him being given hours to live a fortnight ago....