Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Its fascinating uncovering the layers of a hoarder's life. My stepdad, at first mortified going through a dead person's possessions that he knew is now captivated by the old, antique items now being dealt with. They were trying to figure out what this heavy metal furnace was and why there was a huge empty space in the middle of it. They now think it was a space heater!! But it weighs a ton and will take some good strong people to haul it up from the basement. There were some old, heavy, wooden downhill skis tucked up in the rafters.
My poor brother has been working over there every night and weekends. He no longer has any vacation pay left and is spending lots of money on trips to the dump. They do recycle what ever they can, but are unwilling to deal with a garage sale or trying to get money for any items that may be of interest or value. My brother has to wade through a storage room of papers in boxes. Just when he thought he found all of my Uncle's assets, he discovered Fred had purchased a house! So now he may have to do a title search. He is tempted to just let it slide. We uncovered papers and cards showing Fred socialized with his illegitimate daughter's family right from when she was born. Both his lover and her husband were long time friends of his right from when they immigrated. We saw the lawyer's letter of the DNA paternity test, but have not yet uncovered one of the results. It turns out he had a whole other life with his German friends he kept from us. These immigrants stuck together right off the boat. A group of young men would travel, do everything together and when my father built a house, they all crashed there. When my uncle got his first car, they all used it to travel around with. Apparently, they stuck together no matter what over the years, a very tight knit community. Even though he was in Canada from age 22 to 80, my uncle was never interested in assimilating any Canadian customs, food or language. He spoke English with an accent and really had to concentrate to bring up English words he wanted to communicate with me. He was all German, all the way. Its no wonder we 'Canadians' were left out of the loop, we were not German and not good enough to be included in his personal life. His gifts at Christmas time were money for the grandkids and an endless supply of the exact same European & German chocolates & cookies as North American stuff was no good. A closet full of these chocolates were found, many past their due date, the ones that were not filled my brother's freezer. Have no idea what he will do with them as none of us really liked them and don't want them.
I am not sure what to make of all this, or how I really feel about it. But it does make you feel like you are an outsider, more of a casual acquaintance then a relative. I know my sister is upset and bewildered and trying to make sense of a life we really never knew. I am interested in his other life, but its not going to bother me if I never know his full story.
I am busy with my own life and dealing with my health issues to worry about someone else's ancient history. My six days off I was hoping to spend over at Mom's to escape from the smoke has evaporated. On Wednesday, I have my Humira injection and physiotherapy. On Thursday, I have to do month end at the club. On Saturday, my sister is coming in with her family to stay over night prior to leaving at 4:30 am Sunday for their vacation. So no window of opportunity. The long ongoing allergy attack has now clogged into my sinuses and I can feel my ears trying to plug up. Very frustrating. I think there is no way to deal with my neighbor's smoke when there is shared hollow space and venting systems within the dropped ceiling. I saw how extensive it was when they had to replace my light fixture in the kitchen when water flooded it from someone's overflowing bathtub above me.
I have been having non stop GI tract issues and someone suggested maybe its my medicine. I have been trying to ease up on the fiber, but still are going over what is suggested almost every day. My family Dr. is allowing me to go back on acetaminophen, which my specialist had taken me off because its hard on the liver and I had been on it a long time. She says my liver function tests have always been good so doesn't think its an issue. She is also telling me to take the gabapentin three times a day. So I still am having pain, but its not as harsh as it had been. I still cannot sleep through the night though. My back pain stills come through. Must keep moving. It feels better than sitting. Would love to spend some time curled up with a good book, but still have no really comfortable way to sit for long. I need to hit the garage sales and thrift shops to see if I can find something that would be comfortable with my size and back.
I am really liking the new dynamic tracking system Sparkpeople came up with. It suits me well with my variable exercise hours that changes daily based on how I feel. If I had a healthy body, you can bet I would be taking as many fitness classes as I could fit in in a day ;) Its not entirely true that the Fitness and Nutrition Trackers didn't work together before. They did, as long as you pre set how much exercise you would do in a week, then it would give you a accurate calorie range based on that. But for most people, life can get in the way and they may not reach their goals of fitness for the week. So that is why this is such a great idea. It accounts for those bumps in the road. You can't go back to the old way once you have set it. I am not missing it. The less fiddling around I have to do with things the better.
Have a totally terrific Tuesday! if you made it to the end of this long winded blog, congratulations! You have the patience of a saint and are wonderful friend!