Dadās condition took a turn for the worse. He now lacks capacity and cannot move into his new flat after all. Just when I finally got the solicitors sorted and working Dad gets permanently ill. Because of how useless they are heāll never get to live in the flat and thatās a huge shame as he actually seemed really happy about it.
Thatās all up in the air. Heās in hospital now in Essex, within a week or two at the most his address will be Northampton and Iāve got to get one of the authorities to take responsibility for it all. He will either have to self fund which Iāve worked out a workable plan for or, I might be able to persuade them he needs health funding in which case his property and bank balance are preserved for anything he might want to do with it. He doesnāt even get his assessment until likely the end of next week which is now looking really busy.
Great news is, Dennis got the visa (yay) which is the best news ever which Iād enjoy all the more if I wasnāt stressing so much dealing with the ādadā thing. I did manage to fit in getting Dennis a flight so I am happy about that at least!
There is so much to arrange though. I have been up until about 2am most nights since I found out working on scenarios of what could work and what couldnāt and I have still barely scratched the surface. All of this could get blown up if the assessments come up with awkward conclusions. Please let them decide health funding and give me a break already!
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