Hey Mark. Have some this.       

Not sure what you can with them though. 

Been there, done that.

Thanks, mate.  We certainly did not need her creating self-centred dramas after losing Janice just days before.  I've since been told that she really spat the dummy after my son rejected her advances while we were gone and wouldn't roll like thunder under the covers with her.  He has enough on his plate without taking on damaged goods..... and no, I don't mean her Parkinsons.  She still has all her faculties, mentally speaking, but lately she has become so mean, spiteful and selfish, stabbing anyone and everyone in the back, including Shaunna, her aunt, her father and three of her own sibings.  We met her father at the funeral and says that she owes them all money but refuses to pay up.

l know that she will regret leaving us here and will want to come back when that dawns on her, but too bad, she has burnt her bridges with us.  Not only could we never trust her again, she belongs in a nursing home because we found caring for her became increasingly difficult as time passed, and not just because of her disease.  Rather it was her obstinance, arrogance and frequent refusal to co-operate with us regarding her ongoing care.  At least in a nursing home they are trained and better able to deal with contrary patients.

Yup, given what we know now, we dodged a bullet with her leaving, but it's the way in which it was done that cuts like a knife.  We'll get back on top, but it will take a while.

I'm so sorry, Shaunna. My condolences to you, Mark, and your family.

Thank you sViz, it is much appreciated.  Shaunna is still trying to come to terms with everything that's happened and isn't up for commenting just now.  She reads everyones posts but isn't in the best head space to reply as yet.  I was a bit that way when my brother passed and some family members became argumentative and disruptive after his funeral.  The hurts eventually went away, though, as they will for Shaunna as time goes on.

My condolences to you and Shaunna , it's sad to loose a loved one, and then have someone add more pain to your situation, may peace, strength, and comfort be upon you and your Mrs.

Thanks, Don, for your kind thoughts.  If only certain relatives had been as considerate.

Thing is, things are starting to get back to normal, though we need to get a car sooner rather than later so's my son can get to and from work.  I may need to borrow a bit from my sister to get a decent 2nd-hand one because the trip to Tassie chomped into my savings more than first expected, but it'll be okay.   We'll get there.

Yup. Just put Shaunna at the helm. That'll straighten 'em up. Hi Shaunna...how you?     

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Yup. Just put Shaunna at the helm. That'll straighten 'em up. Hi Shaunna...how you?     

I would put Shaunna at the helm but I don't wan't her to get caught in possession of a pirate ship while intoxicated.

Nah, she hasn't been drinking to down her sorrows. 

Nah, I told her to give me the bottle and I'd do it for her.      

Seriously, Shaunna is doing better and has brightened up some in the last couple of days, but it may be a while before she's 100%, given what we came home to. 

However, we got some good news on the car.  My mother rang me last night and said that she will pay for the it, no strings attached, and my nephew has located a 2007 Holden Commodore station wagon for AU$2,500, which 'll suit us just fine.  We're just waiting on the owner to come back from Sydney later in the week.

If that one does'nt work out for some reason, my nephew is good friends with a car yard owner and he could source us a good deal there.

AS Promised I came back in here tonight, and again I just want to thank you all for your kind words  thoughts and prayers, it has been a hard and lonely road  but I am getting there. Janice was the greatest sister anyone could have wished for, she seen me through my ups and downs  Bianca's father Chris  treated us badly  and money wise we had none  i was lucky if I had $10.00 to my name  I would spend that on Bianca rather than myself as I would never see her go without, I went to Janice's for a visit as she lived not far from me  and I was in tears she asked me what was wrong and I told her i had no money to buy food cos Chris Bianca's dad wouldn't help me  so she goes into her bedroom and hands me $50 here she said take this  and when you can give it back to me if you can't  don't worry about it ,that is one of many memories I have of her. I miss her too bits ..... this is Janice sitting up 5 days before she passed away

The bottom one is of Janice and i am in the light blue top sitting next to her,this was taken the day after Mark and I arrived in Tasmania as you can see she  picked up in the top picture and was gone 5 days later

here are some more but these are before Janice became very ill ,   Janice ad Denny are at their Daughters wedding about 4 years ago give or take ...... before Janice took ill she weighed 54kg and then went to 34 kg sorry guys and gals I don't know what that is in pounds  my bad lol

She was a pretty darned good sister-in-law as well.  Janice - and Denny too - were there for us both when we had to travel back to Tasmania for Family Court and no place to stay.  They put us up for a few weeks until we got ourselves sorted out with a place of our own.... and then they refused to take a cent for it.  I loved the chats Janice and I used to have.... and her stories of family and friends were fantastic to listen to.

I couldn't have asked for a better sister-in-law.  Miss you Jan.  

Memories never fade. They grow richer with age.   

so true i can still her Janice voice from time to time especially when she would go off at poor old Denny when he would say " how bout that cuppa tea Darls"  then she would say "oh wait on"  and a few other explicit s lol

Or get up off your backside and get it yourself. that's what I was told.

Yup, that was Janice's response most of the time.  Often she'd be busy cooking dinner and didn't have time to stop when the 'cuppa' request came in, so very often it was: "Get off yer ass and make it yourself you lazy bastard, can't you see I'm busy.

So often Denny would smooch up behind her and show a bit of affection in hopes of getting his cuppa, but Janice would shrug that off with a tongue-in-cheek 'bugger off, you're not getting any of that tonight' and would carry on preparing dinner.   It was like an evening ritual and funny to watch.  Denny would often get his own cuppa and make one for Janice as well, or if Shaunna and I were there we'd make them instead.

Sadly, Denny lost an eye after a work accident and is almost blind in the remaining eye, so he's not as adept at making cuppas as he once was, but he still manages to get around the kitchen to fend mostly for himself.  He does have the support of a son and daughter-in-law just next door, though, so he's not without help when needed.