Hi @Mummylin, thanks for the thread and the ice cream! Time is indeed flying, I swear that baby was born yesterday.
All Liverpool fans are obsessed, my DS, GS and SIL are part of the same clan and DGD is pulled in by default, she wears her brother’s old shirts and tracksuits!
I’m generally loving the weather despite having to sleep on the sofabed downstairs to escape the heat of upstairs. The housework has been totally neglected, I’m not doing anything unnecessary until it’s a bit cooler.
Have you heard anything more from Susie? Please send her our best wishes.
Our weekend in Dorset seems like a lifetime ago, lots going on, much of it just horrible.
The radiator sprung a leak in DP’s car so he’s just had a £300 garage bill. His middle DS in Chicago is still there but he’s not got enough credits to graduate and DP cannot afford to bankroll another 6 months so we don’t know what he’s going to do. I don’t think he understands quite how much money DP has spent on his education, it’s wiped out his entire savings.
DP’s mum has just been released from hospital again but it’s like a revolving door, she is in the last stages of cancer now.
His siblings called a meeting last weekend to discuss his dad’s estate, one brother still hasn’t got his paperwork in order so they can’t progress, there is property and taxes to sort out. It’s a substantial amount of money so the other two are getting quite tetchy with him. They then brought up the fact that their mum didn’t have long, her funeral will need organising and they were pushing for DP and the disorganised brother to deal with it as they were busy dealing with the financial stuff.
DP hasn’t seen his mum since before Christmas (she had made multiple false accusations and been generally awful so he had finally walked away) and has no intention of doing so, so he said he would not be involved with it. The other brother got stroppy and said he should because the other 3 had ‘done everything for her over the last 7 months’. DP asked where they’d been over the last decade plus while he was visiting without fail weekly, taking her everywhere and supporting her financially. It all kicked off and his brother stormed out. DP then said he would pay for his share of the funeral costs but he wouldn’t be there either and I support him. He’s at peace with his decision and that’s all that matters.
My best friend (the one who came on our girls trip to Egypt) had booked a once in a lifetime trip to Kenya with her DH and their adult DCs who are a similar age to my DS. They went to the GP for the vaccinations needed and while they were there, my friend mentioned her DH’s weight loss. The nurse said he should have blood tests done. The results came back last Tuesday. The doctor told him that he needed urgent scans the next day and for my friend to go with him.
He was diagnosed with oesophageal cancer on the spot and the hospital team were to meet this Wednesday to determine treatment options. The meeting was brought forward and they called them back to the hospital on Tuesday morning, his 62nd birthday.
In the last week he has lost a stone in weight, and he is so weak that they had to use a wheelchair to get him into the hospital. They were then told that the cancer had spread to his liver and stomach, it was not treatable but they urgently needed to fit a stent to get some nutrients in as he was not able to eat. They managed to get one in on the second attempt on Wednesday and he is in hospital for the next couple of days at least. They have given him just 2-4 months to live. The shock is immense, he was at work a couple of weeks ago, thinking he had heartburn and was a bit rundown. My lovely friend is coping as best she can but it’s just a nightmare. She’s been signed off work and she’s unlikely to go back until next year. I’ve suggested she get in touch with the hospice near us, they are brilliant and can help the family too. It’s just surreal.