It's been a right fortnight, all upsy downsy and full of stress and worry but things seem to have settled a bit - for a fortnight anyway
As I mentioned before, Dad isn't having any kind of medical intervention apart from, probably, some changes in his medication and we heard yesterday that he has a two week 'respite' at the care home where he would like to live. It wasn't a dead cert and they (or he) could still say 'no' after that fortnight but a fortnight of relative calm and stability sounds blissful.
John is still here and doing sterling service on the financial front. He has to go home on Sunday but will be coming back next weekend. I'm staying here until the end of the month anyway and fingers are crossed. Changes are never easy and when you are very elderly and have lived a regular and steady life, they are even less so but Dad can compromise when he has to so the chances of his settling are good.
It's pouring again here - and back home too. Great for the allotment but I'm worried about the grass there. I may come home just overnight, once this weekend is done and dusted and assuming the rain stops.
Take care, stay dry and be safe. xx