yolo, I'm with Billy - if you can take a day off, I really would.
pickle's statement at the start of this, about it being a marathon, has been really useful to me.
I had an eye opening visit to the folks yesterday. I realised that they are interpreting offers of help differently than intended. It's a 90 minute journey there (min). They have refused carer help, I do understand why. So I was imagining helping out with jobs round the house.
but it's a bit more trivial than that and some stuff I could have sorted from home e.g. shopping. Also dad pays bills over the counter, which I can't fathom, so rather than just giving mum a cheque or asking me to make a call, he wanted me to go to the bank (doesn't sound a big deal but when you have a min 90 minute journey + walk from station, to be sent out again in wind and rain because someone doesn't believe in bunging a cheque in the post?!)
so I said to them, you need to really think about how you do things.
I appreciate they might get confused paying a bill over the phone and do it wrong, but that's why they should be asking me to do that.
I think what I'm saying is, I'm rather annoyed that "help" means "doing things exactly the way I did them". As long as the damn bill is paid, what does it matter?
there was also "My friend sent this photo on email and I can't open the attachment" - not the sort of thing I expect to do a long trip for.
I swing between feeling very sorry for dad and then just very irritated.
Billy, you are right it's bizarre people don't talk about this. My parents have nearly died several times and refused to talk about LPA. The only time they talked about seriously when was I had a major spinal injury in my 30s and I wanted to be sure no one was ever stuck trying to deal with me (I missed death by a couple of inches).
but even after that, their ultimate choice was "bury head in sand".