Being a carer
As you may know, July last year my dad had a perforated ulcer of the bowel, he spent 3 months in hospital (10 in ICU and 4 HTU) several times my sister and me were waiting for that call.
But he's a stubborn old git and pulled through, I had to remove his bed and alter the room and paint the walls, he got a hospital type bed and a chair, he came home on the 26th October, but was confined to upstairs as the loo is there.
Since then, we've had a ramp to the front door, a wider front door that opens outwards and a stair lift.
I have just been swapped from Universal Credit to Carers Allowance, which means that the DWP leave me alone. I only just got this now he has Attendance Allowance.
What annoys me is that I have to hunt for what benefits we are entitled to, I remember years ago they told you.
So now I get less that the tax I used to pay in my previous job.
But my dad comes first.
I did say to my sister the other week that I needed more help, and she has, and on Tuesdays if she doesn't have to go into the office she comes to ours and I go to the "Men's Shed" which is a charity I'm involved in.
My Nephew and Nieces took me axe throwing at Lakeside which helped
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STAY AT HOME: I found out that mum will never walk again as the coronavirus attacked her nervous system. She died on September 30th, wearing a mask and she still might be alive today.
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