What's my excuse this time?
It's been another long gap. I know, I know - must be more consistent.
Still, I have a pretty good excuse, but let's do this chronologically.
When we last chatted, I had recently proposed etc. In May, I moved in with betrothed. A fairly large job, what with all the comics and all. On the plus side, owing to step child no. 4 and partner getting their own flat, some space was created which meant that I got my own room dedicated to my PC and comics. It's a den really. Actually, right now it's a mess. A work in progress - that sounds better.
I hadn't been there 4 days before getting a call that my Mother was being admitted to hospital. She deteriorated over the following month, and sadly passed away in June. Given that my dad passed away in January, this was a bit of a double whammy. Add engagements, house moves and what not, 2006 is turning into a real roller coaster.
Following the funeral, there follows the unpleasant task of settling the will, which, in the UK means obtaining something called a Grant of Probate. This is currently in the works, so to speak. In reality, so much is put on hold - almost like a very deep breath, that I am still waiting to exhale.
I than had a period of ill health. Unrelated - just a bug thing, but as a contractor was not actually earning any money, which has definitely put a strain on the old finances. Now this probate thing feels like a much more mercenary affair, but I must confess that I am looking forward to being able to breathe out.
In addition, poor long suffering betrothed's Mother was suddenly taken ill. A seemingly routine visit to the doctor, resulted in immediate admittance to hospital, followed by onward transmission to a more specialist hospital in London. There she received a triple heart bypass, and then required the fitting of a pacemaker. Both of these went well, but unfortunately she has had post operative infections and some breathing difficulties. Tomorrow, she is scheduled to receive a tracheaoctomy, which, hopefully will bring some relief and aid in her recovery.
This has meant that betrothed and myself, along with assorted children are making weekly visits to London which is distressing for them. (Luckily, betrothed's brother lives in London, so can visit more frequently, whilst future Father-In-Law goes a couple of times mid-week).
If I'm honest, and let's face it, I may as well be, I find these hard. I've never been good in hospitals, and the closeness to my own Mothers passing has exacerbated this. That being said, I'm also fully aware that I am only a supporting character in this particular drama. I had a very good, loving relationship with both of my parents, but at a certain point we became friends as much as anything. My belief is that having done the child raising bit they sent me out into the world as an independent adult. At that point, and I think with their blessing, we weren't in each others lives so much. Anyone had a problem - make a call, but nothing too interfering. Betrothed's family, on the other hand, are much closer. Everybody knows everything. (Except for General Knowledge - then they're in my realm). For this reason, I think they are finding the whole thing particularly hard, and I feel next to useless.
Still, hopefully, the news later in the week will be encouraging. More as we get it.
This blog is not fufilling anything like it's stated aim. Back home. and post probate, I have decided to upgrade my PC - a long awaited promise to self. Then, I will re-establish a connection, and hopefully, get back to some comics, books, music and other stuff.
Still, I have a pretty good excuse, but let's do this chronologically.
When we last chatted, I had recently proposed etc. In May, I moved in with betrothed. A fairly large job, what with all the comics and all. On the plus side, owing to step child no. 4 and partner getting their own flat, some space was created which meant that I got my own room dedicated to my PC and comics. It's a den really. Actually, right now it's a mess. A work in progress - that sounds better.
I hadn't been there 4 days before getting a call that my Mother was being admitted to hospital. She deteriorated over the following month, and sadly passed away in June. Given that my dad passed away in January, this was a bit of a double whammy. Add engagements, house moves and what not, 2006 is turning into a real roller coaster.
Following the funeral, there follows the unpleasant task of settling the will, which, in the UK means obtaining something called a Grant of Probate. This is currently in the works, so to speak. In reality, so much is put on hold - almost like a very deep breath, that I am still waiting to exhale.
I than had a period of ill health. Unrelated - just a bug thing, but as a contractor was not actually earning any money, which has definitely put a strain on the old finances. Now this probate thing feels like a much more mercenary affair, but I must confess that I am looking forward to being able to breathe out.
In addition, poor long suffering betrothed's Mother was suddenly taken ill. A seemingly routine visit to the doctor, resulted in immediate admittance to hospital, followed by onward transmission to a more specialist hospital in London. There she received a triple heart bypass, and then required the fitting of a pacemaker. Both of these went well, but unfortunately she has had post operative infections and some breathing difficulties. Tomorrow, she is scheduled to receive a tracheaoctomy, which, hopefully will bring some relief and aid in her recovery.
This has meant that betrothed and myself, along with assorted children are making weekly visits to London which is distressing for them. (Luckily, betrothed's brother lives in London, so can visit more frequently, whilst future Father-In-Law goes a couple of times mid-week).
If I'm honest, and let's face it, I may as well be, I find these hard. I've never been good in hospitals, and the closeness to my own Mothers passing has exacerbated this. That being said, I'm also fully aware that I am only a supporting character in this particular drama. I had a very good, loving relationship with both of my parents, but at a certain point we became friends as much as anything. My belief is that having done the child raising bit they sent me out into the world as an independent adult. At that point, and I think with their blessing, we weren't in each others lives so much. Anyone had a problem - make a call, but nothing too interfering. Betrothed's family, on the other hand, are much closer. Everybody knows everything. (Except for General Knowledge - then they're in my realm). For this reason, I think they are finding the whole thing particularly hard, and I feel next to useless.
Still, hopefully, the news later in the week will be encouraging. More as we get it.
This blog is not fufilling anything like it's stated aim. Back home. and post probate, I have decided to upgrade my PC - a long awaited promise to self. Then, I will re-establish a connection, and hopefully, get back to some comics, books, music and other stuff.
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