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Written by grannie 16. Jul 2008 07:12 AM

Well its 4.40 am I just cant sleep. Im so angry , I have to wonder how some psycholigists get through uni, and cause so much pain to a family.My son went and paid $1985 for another psych report privately it was done over 7 weeks and it totally destroys docs psychs report.It is a complete psych assesment.Whether this will change anything Im not sure. As docs s plan is to place the boys with the other grandmother even though she admitted to being on drugs For a year whilst the mum gets some parenting skills, but mum lives with the grandmother.Its only a week now to court and childrens court overides any family court orders.It was wonderful to see my grandson see how much he has grown.My greatgrandson I havent seen since feburary and I worry for him as he has behavioral problems that are not being addressed, I am glad to still have my crazy nurse to talk to about all this crap.My health is going down quickly now I am about to get a wheelie walker as I cant walk far now. I miss being able to drive.Guess Im just about ready to be put off into a nursing home.Sure Ive had a good life but how I wish I could go to sleep never to awake again.Some days are good with not much pain but I think I am becoming addicted to the tramal My psy said that the would be no problems with the tramal and effexor together.I hope every one is doing ok and the past couple of weeks can be forgotten. To KELLER my thoughts are with you, plese hold on , I hope your sister is improving. TC EVERY ONE.

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Hi Grannie
Sounds like life has been pretty rough on you and your family, please take care ((((((((grannie))))))))

love B1

Written by bananas, 16. Jul 2008 08:00 AM

Grannie what? Pack you off to a nursing home? For gods sake woman theres more left of you yet!

Thanks for your kind wishes, at present as I wirite this 340pm Wed she is hanging on, they will wake her up soon, everything hour by hour, but you know about that I know. Anyone who has ever loved anyone and been loved knows about hour by hour or day by day.

Grannie I am not a cuddly person but I owuld like to wrap you up in my arms and hold you tight so the fears and pain could perhaps feel a little less.

Its not fair. All of the DOCS stuff and the court and the childrens court it is not fair on anyone at all.

You need to try and distract yourself if possible and a good suggestion I had once was to plan worry time, ie fro say 2pm to 3 pm was time I was allowed to worry anout whatever it was. And when and if I found myslef worrying at different times of the day then I could just push the thought aside or write it down to deal with at the next worry time. It did help me a little.

No re the wheelie walker....mmm jazz it up I guess. See it as means to just get around....if possible, says me who still ghates to use the white cane!

I miss driving too. It makes everything so easy to pop out and drive. Now we have to ask for lifts or get cabs or community transport,....its bloody inconvienient and we feel like we are always asking favours (I do anyway)

Grannie, hope your sleep is better tonight and that you can close your eyes and dream of the wonderful times in your life and if you can to think of the good to come, there is still good to come Grannie.

Take good care my friend,

Liz
XXX

Written by keller, 16. Jul 2008 05:57 PM

Hi Grannie,

Hope everything works out okay for you. A walker is a good idea. My Mum has been on oxygen and has used a walker for 2 years. It eventually got too much for her to live at home and she is in a lovely low care hostel 4kms from me.

It has been traumatic for both of us but a least she not 100kms away from me now. I'm sure you have a good few years left in you and when the court matters are settled hopefully for the best you might find you get a second lease on life!

Thinking of you
Love
Janene

Written by Janene, 16. Jul 2008 06:19 PM

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