Crappy day

[estepheia]

Sometimes you know right from the start that the day is a crap day even though you don't know why. I just had a call from my dad's wife. Dad has been fighting a court case for 8 years now. Apparently a letter he received this week made him worse and he's back in the nursing home again (for the past months he's been alternating between his home and the nursing home). He's on morphine now. *sigh*

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[shapinglight]

I'm sorry. This has been going on for your for so long now, and it's a terrible situation.

:Hugs:

[estepheia.livejournal.com]

Yes, I think that's the crux, the fact that this shadow's been hanging over my head since October. My relationship with my dad has never really been joyous even though I have a few nice momories to treasure, and his failing health just brings home to me the things we never had and never will have, you know?

He doesn't want me to phone him, but I think I'll send him an email and ask his wife to read it to him....

*sigh*

Oh well, I try to distract myself by preparing my workshops and courses. Luckily the weather is good, with fends off some of my gloom. Sunshine tends to help a little.

*hug*

[darkravine.livejournal.com]

So sorry. *hugs* Don't know the specifics, but I do know how stressful court can be. Hope everything works out, for you and your dad.

[estepheia.livejournal.com]

the court case is a long winded thing. Dad bought a house in Tasmania. One winter there was a lot of rain and the house had excessive water damage because the drainage wasn't functional. Dad was trying to sue the people who brokered the house or who estimated the value of the house because he had assumed the house had proper drainage.... whatever. The house is useless, and my dad spent his last penny sueing for recompense.
Don Quichotte-like. He wasted his final years fighting and now he's too broke and too sick to continue and everybody profited: banks, lawyers - except him and his wife. *sigh*

No chances either for him or the law suit. All I can do is sit here and wait for the bad news... can't afford a flight to Australia...

[darkravine.livejournal.com]

So sorry to hear that. :( Stupid lawyers and brokers. And your poor dad! All the way in Australia, huh. Hope things get better for you soon. *hugs again*

[estepheia.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Yeah, my dad got his Australian citizenship in the seventies - He's been living in Tasmania for quite a while now. I visited him there once - a very nice house he had then... too bad... stupid rain!

[pinkdormouse.livejournal.com]

hat sucks. Hope things pick up soon.

Gina

[estepheia.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Gina.

[petzipellepingo.livejournal.com]

Your poor Father and poor you. Such a long, drawn out affair that is just going to end badly at some point. I feel so bad for both of you. ::hugs for you, Mr. E and the girls::

[estepheia.livejournal.com]

*smooch* Thank you, Petzi. Yeah, you're right, nothing good will come of that law suit. My dad is too stubborn to settle for less than what he wants.... and this isn't like some movie where perseverence wins. *sigh*

The girls don't know their grandfather, they haven't even spoken to him on the phone (he never even suggested talking to them, he just isn't interested in people on a private level. He's totally unable to talk about anything private, everything is business, law suits, etc. Stupid man.)

[sueworld2003.livejournal.com]

Oh crap! I'm so sorry to hear of this new development. I know it's been very tough on you for so damn long. I hope things get better in some way real soon.

[estepheia.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Sue. I can only say, same to you. You're off much worse than I am. And yet you spare a thought for others and are always kind and generous. *hug*

[hesadevil.livejournal.com]

So sorry to hear this. Hope you stored up enough of the joy you enjoyed during the past few days about your new job to get you through another dark period.

[estepheia.livejournal.com]

Right now I'm feeling bleak, and the fact that tomorrow is booked solid with a) a kindergarten party (in the morning) and b) a school party (in the afternoon) and c) a bonfire (in the evening) doesn't help. I want to sit down, in the morning, and just write until the evening, with only brief interruptions for food. Just so I can push the bad stuff away for a day. Alas, it's not to be.
But yeah, you're right. Thinking about the new job does help a lot. It keeps my mood from turning entirely black.

[fishsanwitt]

Sorry to hear about your dad.

[estepheia.livejournal.com]

Thanks.