So DH's grandfather has been on a quick decline after his stroke.
Well he took a turn for the worst late last week and passed away on Tuesday this week.
They buried him the same day since it was on their land and hot so they didn't want his body to start smelling or anything.
We didn't even know they were planning on burying him until we pulled up to the land and saw the coffin and everyone around it.
We just went up there to be with family and weren't even told about it. :\
But anyway.... people were prepared for his death though so thankfully everyone seems to be ok.
Honestly... I'm relieved for my MiL. She's gone through SO much abuse taking care of him after he had his stroke.
He became depressed and verbally abusive and demanding and she along with FiL were the only ones taking care of him so they were the target of all his frustrations and abuse.
I know they're both sad obviously, but I know they also have this huge burden lifted off of them finally.
The only thing I worry about is MiL's hoarding. I've told DH that he and his siblings (especially his younger sister) need to keep an eye on that b/c now that MiL can go wherever she wants and buy whatever she wants again.... her hoarding is going to get out of hand again. The only reason it stayed in check was b/c of the grandfather moving back in to the house with them.
And to make the week worse.
The day after ( yesterday... wednesday), we woke up to our cat dying :(
He had been totally fine the day before. He did poop in our bathroom which wasn't normal, but he did like peeing in there on the bath mats so we really didn't think much of it. Seemed like normal progression. Like... well.... guess we're going to have him pooping in here now too. B/c he was still acting normal and eating as usual, meowing as usual. Just totally normal.
Then we woke up and he was breathing heavy and barely moving.
I stayed home while DH took him to the vet and the vet wasn't hopeful at all when she looked him over.
They put him in an oxygen chamber to see if it would help his breathing and it didn't.
They laid out an expensive treatment plan we could try, but it was mostly just to keep him pain free b/c the vet didn't think it would work to heal him.
DH called and we both agreed that it would just be best to put him to sleep :(
I know I've said horrible shit about that cat, but it's still sad that he died and so suddenly and unexpectedly. We really thought he was going to be one of those cats that lived well in to their 20's.
He was only 13 or 14yo... which I mean.. wasn't young or anything.
You just don't think your pet will die from heart failure (what the vet thinks it was). That's something you only think about with humans... not our little furry buddies.
So yeah, this week has sucked.
It's just been a shitty month too.
Couple Saturdays ago, we saw that someone had hit our van front bumper.
That week, the only 2 places I had been was to Zoe's school and to the doc's office when she got sick, but at the doc's office where I parked, no one could have hit the bumper.
DH also took the van to church too so some asshat either at the school or at church hit our van and didn't bother staying around to own up to their mistake.
And it wasn't a little dent either that maybe someone didn't know they did. They scraped against half the bumper and actually broke a hole in it. So they hit our car with a pretty good amount of force. They definitely knew they hit our car and still decided to drive off.
We just got the van back yesterday with the bumper fixed and $500 less dollars in our pocket :\
THEN our washing machine broke like 6 weeks ago and it's STILL not repaired. Oh, we had a repair guy come in and he said he knew what was wrong and they needed to order a part.
Week goes by and we heard nothing back so DH calls and...... the repair guy never called in the order for the part.
They do.... get the part in a week later. Confirmed got the part a week in after they finally ordered it... and we've been waiting ever since for fucking SOMEONE to come fix our shit. We've called multiple times too.
Also, I finally got some new fish from the local fish store. Put them in a quarantine tank with a cycled sponge filter. Do everything right and...... they all died AND had a really bad parasite too from the damn fish place we got them from. I don't normally quarantine but damn I'm glad I did this time.
Fucking assholes man........
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