There was no visit to the Repat hospital for Rassilon this week. My mother had to go to Flinders hospital for a check up. But I have been out every day this week. My mother had a fall one night and had trouble getting up, then the next few days the pain came through and she had trouble doing anything.
About that time my sister phoned and asked her to go to Tasmania, something my mother has not done in the past. But because of the fall and realising she now needs full time care, which I can’t give, she accepted. It also lets her see her great grand children, something she has only done once in 5 years. So this week has been packing up things she wants to take, and selling stuff she doesn’t.
One second hand shop owner said she would come and arrange a garage sale, then a couple of days later phoned and said that she wouldn’t get much in a garage sale, so she would buy everything in the house for $650.00. My mother would have that in 1 china cabinet. So that offer was declined. (She made the $650 just from the lounge room).
I have been using my mothers car (saving mine), but yesterday I had to bring home a big cupboard, so I took my car which has more room for something like that. But I had to leave Rassilon at home. Today I went out to put my mothers airline ticket in the car, and Rassilon was in, standing on the front seats trembling. He doesn’t like the front of the car, but he was NOT going to be left again.
On our therapy visit this week, the nurse went into a bay of 4 beds and asked if anyone wanted to pat Rassilon. 3 said yes, 1 said no.
So we went to the three that wanted to pat Rassilon then I went over and sat on the bed of the 4th man, and started to talk about why I go and visit.
He liked the idea, but started telling me that he didn’t like dogs, I pointed out that Rassilon didn’t know he was a dog. Then he told me how he had never had a dog because he didn’t like dogs. His 2 daughters had dogs, but he didn’t pat them because he didn’t like dogs. So I sat there for a few minutes while he went on.
And all the time he was telling me how he didn’t like dogs…he was patting Rassilon.
THAT is why we do therapy visits.
Apparently he is not a dog.
WARNING: THIS CLIP CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE.
It is one of my favorite quotes from Mrs Browns Boys
Watching the Scottish comedy show “Still Game”, they have occasion to refer to a ‘Devil Dug’ (dog in English). But mistakenly, they reference a Rottweiler.
We all know what the real ‘Devil Dug’ is, don’t we.
A dog for all seasons.
Recently my house has been invaded by pests.
And it is the worst sort.
The GIANT Grey Mouse.
We had our weekly visit to the Repat Hospital. We made the staff very happy by telling them that the dog visits are to continue when they move to Noarlunga (they hadn’t been told).
We park near the day clinics and go to the cafe and have a cup of coffee before going to the wards to visit.
Once on the wards Rassilon was his gentlemanly best. He was so friendly today, even someone who didn’t want a pat ended up patting him, and everyone was thrilled when he spoke.
On the way home I stopped off and got some shopping, and now I am having trouble staying awake, a situation Rassilon isn’t worried about.
So it is cup of coffee time and into bed for a while, before I have to go out again tomorrow. (I am so tired, I am literally falling asleep as I type).