Buried Dad Tuesday.
Mum, 88, Parkinson’s, lost her DH of 60
years. She’s shaking with terror today.
I had hoped Social Services would give Mum 24 hours after her husband’s funeral before calling and demanding she sell her house and be moved to a care home asap, house money to be controlled by council, but it was not to be.
SS want permission from her DC (me and DB) to move her asap - we’ve got a month left of private carers. Mum & Dad have spent £650k of their and our money on care. DM is horribly, painfully disabled and needs 24hr care. There’s £0 left.
I told the social worker before funeral that we wanted DM at home for a while before any more major life changes, in case the shock kills her.
SS know Dad died. They know his will is wrongly written and we can’t do equity release as a result.
SS know we can’t pay for more private care, and that they’ll have to fork out for a couple of months respite care with round the clock carers if she at home.
But they rang DB the morning after the funeral to say they wouldn’t provide any care beyond a toilet break once every eight hours.
DM ran a charity for our part of London for 40 years. She worked tirelessly for locals and newcomers alike for a tiny salary. As net contributors to society go, she’s right up
there.
We all know councils lick their lips at the prospect of getting the cash from a London house.
But AIBU - are these social workers being cruel, greedy and dangerous?