Saturday, April 19, 2008

It's always something

My dad was always proud of the fact that he was organized. Even in his later years, he had everything in order for his death. He sat down with my brother and me at least three times and told us where all his paperwork was, his plans for cremation and the paperwork for that, and as he always did, told us what to do with the monies he was leaving us. Jeff and I would kick each other under the table every year. Perhaps because it made us so uncomfortable to talk about this topic.

I figured when my dad came here, everything would be so easy, kind of like a connect the dots, because he had everything so organized. ha! It has taken me months to figure everything out, and sometimes, I wonder if I do have it figured out. Bank accounts, change of address, bills, insurance, car lease, and on and on. There were some accounts not in his trust, others had only his name on them. Here dad, sign this. I had to remind myself that it all couldn't be done at once, and I could only do what I could do. I attacked the most important things first, and the rest have been gotten to later.

Funny thing is, there is always something new to do. Monthly bills to be paid, filing of statements, doctor appointments. I fill his perscriptions, and before I know it, it's time to do that again. I clean the bathroom, oops, time to do that again. I need to make an appointment to see an eldercare attorney. Breakfast, lunch, dinner. Shower, haircut, shave. I need to get my dad to the dentist. I arranged for a caregiver, and for the most part, it has worked out. Oops, time to do that again. She put in her 2 week notice. I guess I knew it was coming. She moved farther away and it was getting increasingly difficult for her to arrive on time in the mornings. She is going to school, and in August she will have to do a rotation during the daytime. And in July, my dad is going on his "vacation". So I have May and June to figure out. Do I go through the agency again? Tom found someone that may be interested, so I'll be calling her to talk and schedule an interview. Sounds quite formal, but I AM the boss of her! So it all starts again. I was getting so comfortable with this. Time for a change.

2 comments:

jean said...

Marcia, I have not read your blog for a few days. Wow, you do have a lot on your plate. I know you talk to me about it, but when I read it here, it is truly overwhelming. I appreciate what you do for your family and I really, really believe that you will be rewarded one day for your love.

jean said...

Oops! I forgot to mention that you have raised an amazing daughter. She is a tribute to your devotion to your family