"Venting 2." (Last part.)

"Venting 2." (Last part.)

Nice day it was this Wednesday, I rested in the morning and in the afternoon I went to my Dad. I took a long nap in the morning. felt good, I kept on sleeping, lol. Probably it was needed. In the afternoon I went to my Dad, but I came almost to a closed door. My Dad was on his way downstairs with a nurse, outside a taxi was waiting, waiting to take passengers for a nice ride. Though the taxi was a low car, and it was a hell of a job to get Dad into the front seat. Me, the cab driver and a nurse had to help him to sit up straight in the front seat, gladly Dad could laugh about it. "Yeah, it's not easy when your that old as me," he stumbled with a smile on his face. The plan was to go for a nice drive trough town and half way stop for a coffee, but Dad will get his coffee in the car the cabdriver decided. To get him in the car was already a tough job, so better not for him to let him in and out the car so many times. Though I think it's a positive thing that Dad decided to do such things, getting involved with attractions like this.

I went to Dad today, I couldn't wait untill Friday or Saturday. I hate it when my Aunt talks about me behind my back. When I go to my Dad and walk into the building where he lives I get that creepy feeling, the feeling that they all observe me and think, "Oh here he comes finally, he should come more often." It feels not as a spontaneous, surprising visit anymore, it feels more like a "must." I must visit Dad cause of my Aunt, I must visit Dad, otherwise I get these negative rumours. Yeah, visiting Dad is not that a pleasure anymore when it goes like this, it actually should be. My Aunt wants me to visit Dad more often, she insists no matter what or how far I live. She wants me to be more involved around Dad, although that's positive and alright with me, but by the way how she insist it is not right. There's always that negative vibe around her, it's mostly never good what I do, and she gossips it around the family. She wants to be in control, though she begs sometimes for help, but everything has to go her way. I just follow....

But it's enough, my Aunt called me many times this week, I'm done with her. Though it's not easy. Today I took my first step, I had a little talk with one of the nurses after my Dad left for his ride. It wasn't a easy talk, cause ofcource the nurses don't want to stand between the Family when there's a argue or a complain. I understand that too, that's what I also said to the nurse. Though I did my complain about my Aunt just to make it clear that there has to be some changes, I want to be more involved but my Aunt is not going to solve that, Dad's head nurse and I will do that. Upcoming Friday morning after 10:00 am Dad's leading nurse will call me for a appointment, I had a talk with her before. I was nervous when I went home, I thought. "What am I going to say to Dad's nurse? How am I gonna bring it?" and "Did I do the right thing?"  Yeah, like I said it's not going to be easy, and surely not when my Aunt is gonna find out. When I got home I wrote my Aunt a email, it wasn't a nice email. I was firm and short...

I told my Aunt that my visits to Dad are not so nice anymore, there not spontaneous. I told her aswell that I didn't like the gossip, though I was offering help aswell but I was firm. If she needs help like doing groceries, shopping or any other thing my Dad needs help with she can send me a message. In the meanwhile I will try to visit my Dad every week, spontaneous and surprising. Last weekend I offered help to, I told my Aunt to make a little grocery list, so I can get the groceries this upcoming weekend for my Dad. I had no response from her, a few days later she called me (in a mood) that she and her Son already bought the groceries. Following that she can tell Dad's nurses that I didn't want to buy groceries and that she couldn't  count on me anymore, and she did. Five minutes after I sent the mail I got right away a call from Aunt, I didn't answer......... I had a nice day, the visit to my Dad was good ansd went well. The mail I sent to my Aunt gave me a boost.