I don’t have much tbh. My mum had a brother but he was abusive when she was alive and has made the whole process hard. To the extent that I wasn’t able to pay for my mums funeral myself and she wanted a burial and he kept saying things like ‘it you cremate your mum, there’ll be a lot of people unhappy with you’. Thankfully I didn’t but we had to have a small service in the funeral home rather than the church but it was still everything I could have wanted for her. She was 57 when she died last week and being a nurse, I always urged her to sort out funeral plans but of course she always said she wasn’t going anywhere yet but it was her high blood pressure that caused the brain bleed 😞
I live in a 2 bed coujcil house so my sister currently has my sons room because of her disability until we can sort something out and my 8 year old son is sleeping in my bed. Not ideal in the long term but my sister is 24 and I need to sort out becoming her appointee like my mum was, but my only comfort is that it’s what my mum would have wanted, us all together
my sister hasn’t had contact with our dad for 15 years unlike me so I’m the closest person she has. I’ve got her a social worker assigned but her disability benefits and her universal credit award has been temporarily suspended until they verify me as her new appointee with a home visit that they’re saying will take 6-8 weeks. I’ve just had a fight on with my mums bank as all my sisters money was getting paid into there so the way benefits see it is, was that money was still there but the bank was trying to keep it towards debt my mum had. Thankfully after arguing back and forth, that they were leaving a vulnerable adult without any money, they finally released it to me yesterday.
the whole situation has been horrendous because no one prepares you for dealing with affairs and planning your mums funerals in your twenties. I’ve had a lot of bad dreams because unlike a diagnosis of something terminal, once my mum had the brain bleed, she was fully unconscious on ICU in an induced coma, they tried to take her off sedation but she had seizures and they discovered the brain damage from the bleed was too severe and unlikely to be survivable. They said if they did keep her alive, she’d be in a locked in state for the rest of her life and neuro said she had over a 75% chance of dying within the next 30 days anyway so I made the decision to agree to withdraw treatment and we managed to transfer her to a hospice an hour away where I live with 4 lovely days making memories with her and the hospice were brilliant. I think a lot of what is tearing me up is that she was unconscious from it happening so couldn’t communicate with us, we could only tell her everything we wanted to say in the hope that she could still hear us. I’m a nurse and do end of life care with the elderly and I make them comfortable, but it’s a whole different ball game when you’re doing that for your own mum and 57 was no age. I know it’s grief but I see people older who aren’t very nice and think why is my lovely mum who would do anything for anyone, no longer with us