A lot has happened in the past 5 days and I finally got a little relief today.

Allen had a stroke in his left leg and fell on the floor in the kitchen at 11:45 PM and had to crawl to his bedroom to get his phone and call 911--previously, the past 3 weeks he lost sight in his right eye.

I lost count of how many doctors he went to who sent him to another!

He had an MRI of the brain then of the body plus all amounts of blood extracted.

One doctor said he had a blood clot in his brain--another said he had cataracts that would have to be operated on but they feel there is something else and can't do that operation until they find  out what---and on and on and on.

He really needed someone to live with him 24/7 and some friend suggested Tommy--a 19 year old kid who worked in a bowling alley 5 nights a week. Allen said he would give him free room and board plus $200 a month and that he would have free use of the car, etc.,  That lasted 2 days and then he had the kid come down and pick me up, take him where he wanted to go and I had the car.

I don't want to get into Monday as it started at dawn and went on for 70 hours--well it seemed like that. We had to go to another eye doctor--3 hours there--then get prescriptions filled--then stopped at Winn Dixie because he needed food in the house--I won't get into his NOT having meals delivered because it cost money--then there was the patient evaluator nurse who spent 3 hours asking questions and (poor lady) had to listen to Allen ramble on (telling stories I have heard at least 15 times)  I won't get into her warning him that he can't live alone--that he had a choice of 1) a nursing home  2) going into a living assistance place or 3) get someone to live with him or she would have to tell social services

She suggested (actually told him what I have been telling him for months) that he had to get a medical alert because even if someone lived with him they might go out somewhere and he could fall again.

I could go on and on and on but finally I made him call Mike who had said he would rent out his condo which he owned and would move in with Allen without charging anything--Mike has money left to him by his lover of many years and who died in his 90s so Mike knew/knows how to take care of someone.

All I know is I sighed a huge sigh of relief when Mike showed up and agreed to move in BUT Allen can be and is very bossy--his way or the highway---and so is Mike.

I am going up to talk to Mike on Thursday to tell him some of the things the social worker said he needs to get/have plus work out some routine, etc., etc.

I will probably take Allen to his doctor appointments and, of course, the Thursday routines we have been doing for years--I did talk him into using the walker (top of the line) that Phillip used and left when he died and Allen agrees it is better than the cane.

Oh yes did I forget to tell about on Monday after running errands coming home and he fell and hit the concrete right outside his door?

In any case with Mike in his place today he didn't sound as depressed (rightly so) as he had this past 5 days.

Since December he has been going downhill but in the past 3 weeks it was very noticeable--I don't know if that will change or will continue which sort of stays with me.

Okay enough--won't bother you anymore unless it is major news.

PS I blamed Allen for the 10 pounds I put on this week!! :O)