MiL just rang ~ she has had a stomach upset for a few days, Doctor saw her Thursday and said "There is nothing wrong, it's just a bug, Drink lots of fluids, don't eat and it'll clear up" he wrote a prescription for some "salts" to rehydrate her. Yesterday she was on the phone wheedling that she will be "All alone this weekend with no-one to look after her". This morning she has just phoned me again to say, through copious tears, that "It's all started up again, I have phoned the emergency Doctor and they are coming out this morning, can somebody come and look after me?" It is a four hour fecking drive from here

No-way can I go. SiL is away for the weekend and although contactable does need the break from the old dear. BiL is not answering his phone but anyway refuses to visit her except on Birthdays, High Days and Holidays (4 visits in the last 10 months).
Why will the old lady not accept that she is (i) almost blind (ii) cannot walk without assistance from either two people or a frame (it takes her 5 minutes to cover 8 yards from her armchair to the kitchen) (iii) That she need daily attention which we cannot give from 200 miles away, that SiL cannot give as she lives 80 miles away and that BiL, who live 120 miles from her, is not willing to give and uses as his excuse that his job entails many foreign trips.
SHE NEEDS TO BE IN A HOME!

Or at least be willing to part with her mahoosive house in Lincolnshire and move nearer to one of her children to be cared for. We found her a bungalow in the village where we could call in and see her daily, the boys could visit her, the THW could take a turn in going to Grannies for tea, we could do her washing/ironing and meals ~ all of which Mrs S#2 currently has to try to do every third weekend by dashing over there on a Saturday with 21 meals she cooks and freezes on a Friday and spending a frantic 6 hours trying to do all the house work (even the THW joins in and cleans bathrooms etc whilst the boys tidy her garden) ~ but will she fecking move? Will she f*ck!
Why?
Well the excuse was that she didn't want to never see her precious son again as he "doesn't approve of Wales" so refuses to visit us or her (if she moves here) we have had one visit in the 9 years we have lived here and that was spent complaining about the Welsh none of whom he encountered whilst here.
I have pointed out that she seldom bloody sees him now but to no avail.
