Daughter moves to her sisters.

I haven't blogged much recently because there's been a change to my household. Daughter who is studying law has moved in with her married sister and hubby in the city. So I have made a few trips moving her belongings. It's much better for her to be around young people, right in the centre of the city as she works part time in a city restaurant. Plus it's easier for her to get to uni, and for her to go out without having to rely on me for lifts to the station or bus stop. Plus she can sleep through the night without her Pa waking her up. BUT, I do miss her and so does my Dad.
So it's just me and Dad and my younger brother who had an episode yesterday, yelling and screaming. I had to phone my other brother interstate to get him to talk to him. He upsets Dad so much that it takes a couple of days for Dad to settle back down.
Dad's general health remains good. He has a great appetite, and his bowels are behaving. Every afternoon I cut up 3 pieces of fruit and we share it, always including a kiwi fruit, as this was recommended by an aged care worker.
Daughter passed all her law exams, receiving a distinction in one subject. This was a relief as I was concerned because of disrupted sleep as to how she would go.
Married daughter has been super busy doing photo shoots for magazines. She always has so many projects underway that I lose track of what she is doing.

My health is a bit like yo-yo at the moment. I tried gardening and was out of action for 3 days after. Muscles that felt like they were on the verge of cramping, like I had been pummeled from the inside and I lose full movement of my arms. This really pisses me off, when I can't lift my arms. I have further blood tests in August concerning my Hashimoto's and from what I have read it can take some time to get the medication levels right and they need to change as the disease changes.

Planning next, fine week day (it's quieter) to take Dad to the Zoo and another day we will go to the aquarium. Dad gets the most joy out of watching the antics of my 2 cats. There is definitely an unexplainable connection apart from love, care and concern for other animals that exists within us. As long as I have a map of where all the toilets are, we will be fine.

Dad is doing ok

Nothing much has changed here. Dad remains in good spirits but continues to wake me throughout the night, all lights on in the house, having brekky at 3am, talking to me through my bedroom door. This can happen up to 15 times a night. At times I feel so drained with aching muscles.

I don't want to begin giving Dad the Quetiapine (seroquel) 12.5mg because he is still so good throughout the day. Will leave it for awhile.