Family Feuds
Pooster tells us that a relative was once sent to the shops to buy an onion, while the rest of the family went on a daytrip while he was gone. Meanwhile, whole sections of our extended kin still haven't got over a wedding brawl fifteen years ago – tell us about families at war.
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:24)
Pooster tells us that a relative was once sent to the shops to buy an onion, while the rest of the family went on a daytrip while he was gone. Meanwhile, whole sections of our extended kin still haven't got over a wedding brawl fifteen years ago – tell us about families at war.
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:24)
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Do I ever have a story.
I have 6 aunts on my mum's side, and they are a group of the bitchiest, nastiest, craziest hags you've ever seen in your life. Now, when I say crazy, I don't mean just eccentric. I mean attempting-to-stab-your-mother-with-a-kitchen-knife-and-getting-committed type crazy. When my gran, their mother, was still alive but rather gaga with Alzheimer's and living in a nursing home, there was a daily battle to prevent them from doing something illegal/insane/cruel to her for no reason.
One of the more sane sisters was given power over her afairs, but the Hags kept trying to subvert it. There was even an (extremely illegal and pointless)attempt to spirit her away, stuff her into a plane, and hide her in one of the Hag's homes.
This, of course, didn't work, because poor gran couldn't walk on her own, became frightened and confused every time she left her nursing home room, and was very incontinent.
Their excuse when they were caught? "The nursing home is abusive--they let her sit around in her urine all day."
Actually, my gran would panic, get angry, and start hitting and screaming at the poor staff when they tried to change her clothes. That didn't stop the brave souls, and they had her washed and changed every hour on the hour, even when she bit them. Her pants were always wet on the (extremely rare!) occasions the Hags came to visit her because, guess what? She's incontinent! She gets wet immediately after they change her!
One of the staff who really didn't deserve it lost her job because of them.
When my poor gran was dying and in pain, the worst Hag of all decided she'd take the opportunity to scream at my mum and tell her all about how she ruined her childhood. With my gran dying in the room. Needless to say, half the family disowned the other half as soon as my gran died and never spoke to them again. Ever. And good riddance.
Sorry for lack of funnies, but my family is dysfunctional and sick, and it sucks.
I miss you lots gran, but the end of the road was living hell. Alzheimer's disease is a bitch.
( , Fri 13 Nov 2009, 6:18, Reply)
I have 6 aunts on my mum's side, and they are a group of the bitchiest, nastiest, craziest hags you've ever seen in your life. Now, when I say crazy, I don't mean just eccentric. I mean attempting-to-stab-your-mother-with-a-kitchen-knife-and-getting-committed type crazy. When my gran, their mother, was still alive but rather gaga with Alzheimer's and living in a nursing home, there was a daily battle to prevent them from doing something illegal/insane/cruel to her for no reason.
One of the more sane sisters was given power over her afairs, but the Hags kept trying to subvert it. There was even an (extremely illegal and pointless)attempt to spirit her away, stuff her into a plane, and hide her in one of the Hag's homes.
This, of course, didn't work, because poor gran couldn't walk on her own, became frightened and confused every time she left her nursing home room, and was very incontinent.
Their excuse when they were caught? "The nursing home is abusive--they let her sit around in her urine all day."
Actually, my gran would panic, get angry, and start hitting and screaming at the poor staff when they tried to change her clothes. That didn't stop the brave souls, and they had her washed and changed every hour on the hour, even when she bit them. Her pants were always wet on the (extremely rare!) occasions the Hags came to visit her because, guess what? She's incontinent! She gets wet immediately after they change her!
One of the staff who really didn't deserve it lost her job because of them.
When my poor gran was dying and in pain, the worst Hag of all decided she'd take the opportunity to scream at my mum and tell her all about how she ruined her childhood. With my gran dying in the room. Needless to say, half the family disowned the other half as soon as my gran died and never spoke to them again. Ever. And good riddance.
Sorry for lack of funnies, but my family is dysfunctional and sick, and it sucks.
I miss you lots gran, but the end of the road was living hell. Alzheimer's disease is a bitch.
( , Fri 13 Nov 2009, 6:18, Reply)
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