Uplifting conversation today, that did me good!
I could tell I was nerves today cause of the appointment this morning, talking about the appointment with my Dad's nurse. I had a hearting stomach and I felt down a bit, maybe it was better to work a half day, I thought. There was even a little point that I thought, "Why should I even go?" But I went, and I'm glad I did. The nerves I had was mostly because I was scared to bump into my Aunt and Uncle, oblivious. On my way I felt cold, no wonder cause it sky was grey, a hard wind blew and it looked like it was about to rain. What a difference with the weather from last week. Once arrived at Dad's place I looked around for a blue car, my Uncle's car. Thank God I didn't see one, pffeeww! I walked in and went to the receptionist and I told her I have a appointment with my Dad's nurse at 11:00.
Well, the telling came out a bit different, cause I couldn't come on the word "Dad's nurse." Nurse in Dutch is zuster, though zuster has the same meaning as Sister in Dutch language. I should have said "Verpleger" meaning nurse in Dutch. So the receptionist thought I meant my Dad's sister. She told me, "I just saw your Uncle, he already went to you Dad, you can follow him and meet your Dad's Sister there." Oops, my Aunt and Uncle are here too? I right away explained to the receptionist that my explaining was not so well, she finally understood me after I explained it better. "I will call the nurse and tell her that your here," after the call the receptionist told me, I had to wait in the lobby. Sigh, there I sat in the lobby, my Aunt and Uncle are at my Dad's on the second floor and I'm on the main floor waiting. I was staring at the elevator doors...
...Cause it could be that my Aunt and Uncle can come down from the second floor all of a sudden, and then what? Geesh, what a day. An other nurse came towards me to take me with her to Dad's nurse, second floor. Dad's nurse has her office just beside my Dad's room, sigh! When I stepped into the elevator I slightly explained to the nurse (who picked me up) that there was something going on with my Aunt and me, I think she got the message, but still I was nervous. The elevator doors went open and I could look right into Dad's open door. (he always has his door open.) Dad's nurse was on the phone in her office while I waited in her office, the other nurse told me to wait again outside the office. Yikes! There I stood waiting for Dad's nurse to finish her call, and not even 3 meters from my Dad's room where my Aunt and Uncle are on a visit.
Then Dad's nurse invited me in her office, sigh, the relief I felt! Dad's nurse was friendly, I talked to her before. I explained to her what I wanted, and the explaining went well, I think. She understood me, she even wanted to know a bit what was going on with my Aunt and me after I explained what has happened last week. (Words with my Aunt and the evil message from my Cousin) I told the nurse that I just can't bring up that I visit Dad weekly, as much as I want so badly. It feels bad that I can't go weekly or as much as my Aunt wants me too, though my Aunt keeps holding me under her thumb, and I follow as a little kid. She wants to be in charge. But not anymore, I'm done. Dad's nurse told me aswell that my Aunt and Uncle do alot for my Dad, and I told her that I really appreciate that...
But how they treat me or involve me in this is totally wrong. Visiting my Dad is not a pleasure anymore like this, when I HAVE to visit it feels like a must, I HAVE to visit my Dad, otherwise my Aunt starts to annoy me. I explained to my Dad's nurse that I would like to be more involved with Dad surroundings, I explained aswell that my Aunt and Uncle are not "that" able anymore to take care of my Dad, there getting old and they start to complain. Well, that was easy, cause there is another way to take care of my Dad's finance (what my Uncle does now) "You could arrange a out stander who could do that for your Dad" explained the nurse, "There are companies or agencies who do that aswell." Same thing with doing groceries for Dad, there are ways to let other people do the groceries, supermarkets or grocery stores do that aswell...
'They can bring the groceries to the customer." Great!! And me? I can do things aswell, I can visit whenever I want, and when I visit I can bring flowers or buy a gift he likes. Flowers, because Dad always bought flowers weekly for Mom's grave and for his own room, but he's not able to do that anymore. I can do that easily! Dad's nurse also pointed out that Dad needed new pants cause his zipper keeps going loose. (lol, he has a tummy) I'\m sure that they have special pants for that somewhere in a store. Another thing he need was a new remote control for his TV, a remote control with extra huge buttons. Dad can't use his hands and fingers not so well anymore, yeah he's really getting old physically. A job for me to get those things, it feels good to do something for Dad, and there's no rush.
The conversation with the nurse felt good, I was motivated again. Dad's nurse understood me, and that's all I needed. Dad's nurse walked towards my Dad's room to see after the conversation, to see if my Dad was alone, and yeah, he was. Sigh! I stayed with Dad until it was time for his dinner. He was happy to see me, he smiled and talked. And you know what.... My Aunt and Uncle didn't even visit my Dad I found out, it was my other Uncle who visited him. He bought a raisin bread for him. Lol, that's the same thing I bought for Dad aswell, oh well. Dad is a fanatic raisin bread eater, I'm sure he will love the double buy. On my way home I bought a few groceries, and finally home I took a long nap and a good rest. I was dead tired. Tomorrow a better day.
