I’m starting to get back into the swing of things, yay. After having Fumiko I sort of lost interest in blogging and pretty much everything else. Not to mention getting a virus and losing almost 4 months worth of photography was depressing. I still haven’t gotten back into photography as much as I’ve wanted to. It kind of fell to the way side when I lost all the photos of Fumiko and Sascha’s first hallow’s eve together, her first christmas, and first birthday.
But life goes on.
Who knows how things are going to work out with Gerry. He’s never truly liked us. While I do feel for him because I wouldn’t wish dementia on my worst enemy, I do feel as though he’s brought it on himself. We’ve heard horror stories about him and how he treated his previous wives and children. The dementia coupled by his already explosive and angry nature does not go over well. My mom feels as though it’s her obligation to care for him. I keep reminding her that her obligation flies out the window when her own life and well being are at stake. If she was much younger and healthier herself, she might be able to care for him. But now? No. She’s so stressed and scared right now, we’re all worried that she may have another heart attack. She talked to the lawyer from eldercare, that only stressed her out more. They want her life’s history since she’s been with Gerry. Details on all income and spending. Which they don’t have much of. They were never people who documented or saved things like that. Not to mention the cost. It will cost all that she has and more. I told her that he needs to either stay with his daughter in Michigan, or get on Medicaid and find a home. He’s not safe in that home. Not for himself or the home. He’s already been destructive to it and they are only renting.
He needs someone to watch him and make sure he’s okay. My mom isn’t capable of doing that. I will not do that. He’s not my father and it’s not my responsibility. He has six children who are perfectly capable of taking care of him. They need to do so. So in the end, I don’t know how everything is going to work out. But I know he doesn’t belong with my mom, he belongs somewhere else where he has the care and attention he needs. Somewhere else so my mom feels safe. This whole situation sucks. And it’s made worse by the fact that Gerry won’t cooperate, which goes hand in hand with dementia. My mom needs to calm down and rest before she has a heart attack. She’s stressed out of her mind and in turn is stressing me out on top of everything else I have to do. Halp!
The Guayaki Pure Heart Yerba Mate tea is amazing for kids with adhd. It makes a huge difference for Sascha. I give him a cup before we start his schooling. He’s able to focus so much better with it. I also found a website that has free tools for learning to read, it’s awesome. Sascha started on it earlier today and loves it. He’s able to do it on his own without me helping him, which is awesome. I’m hoping in the next week or so he can go on to the next area for actually learning to read, instead of just learning the sounds and vowels. He’s getting there. Yoga is also helping. For PE right now we’re doing the yoga video to help him be still and quiet. It’s a little tough for him but he’s doing it. So we’re proud of him.
Have I mentioned I can’t wait to go to California. I wish we didn’t have to drive though. As much as I know we’ll need the transportation down there, I don’t want to drive.
It’s too bad we can’t find super cheap travel deals. They’d have to be practically free though. I don’t think that’s going to happen. I’m waiting to hear back from the lady I messaged about Fumiko’s faerie costume. I hope she can do it. It’ll be so cute. Then we’ll just have to find one for Sascha. Also I’m continuing to tweak my layout until I can really finish it. But that will happen when my computer is back up and running. So soon I hope. Until then, things shall be fixed ever so slowly.
Now I need to go get stuff ready to make taco’s for dinner. Yummy.