Another day

 I can’t say how stressful trying to sort out the paperwork involved is since Ken died. I delt with Ken’s father’s death, his mother and my aunt who died without leaving a will. It seems very simple when you don’t have too much to leave. The more you have the more complicated it becomes. I will get through it but am not rushing but do need to get it sorted. It seems that if you save and provide for your old age you are penalized although there are no death duties between husband and wife after that the duties are extortionate. My advice to anyone is spend it while you can.    

I know we like lots of people in our generation put aside money in case we needed care in old age. It seems ironic that illegal immigrates, people who don’t work are cared for better than our old people, so people who can conserve money to care for them when they get old do but if they die unexpectedly death duties are a joke. Spend it all while you can because if you don’t the government will spend it on stuff you don’t want.

Day by Day

 I try each day to be as positive as I can. Yesterday I went round to see Bobs new kitchen and have a glass of wine. The kitchen is beautiful and certainly has the wow factor he was looking for.  Later my cousin rang and we spent nearly two hours on the phone. 

The last couple of days have been so stressful, little dog has been refusing to eat. I have cooked chicken and she has been sick. I am cutting it up really small now and so far she has kept it down. Next week I will take her to the vet although I don’t trust them any more. They do tests that tell you nothing and their charges are outrages, in some ways I wish I was back in Spain where my vet was honest. Raffa told you how it was. I so miss Ken to talk things through with all though if he was here I don’t think I would having this problem..

Little dog and me

 Me and little dog Sky are trying to cope.  I am not sure how she feels, for the first few days after Ken died she refused to eat.  I was so worried as she lost weight refusing to eat when Shula died, we broke all our rules and left her food down and Ken hand fed her when she would eat and gradually she recovered.

 It has been the same since Ken, I have fried chicken and fed her and gradually got her back to eating. Some days are better than others but I have not got her back to eating when her food is put down. I don’t care, I leave it down, at 15 I just want her to eat and all the rules we had mean nothing  now.

 I trained Shula, she was well behaved, sat and lay down when told.  Sky when I got her was so traumatized just getting her to feel safe took forever. I didn’t try to train her she followed Shula every where and I suppose I took the easy route, she came when she was called so I could put her on her lead I didn’t need her to sit and stay.  When we took them out to visit Shula would lay down as commanded, little dog would sit on someone’s knee mainly our friend Doug who was one of the people she felt safe with. Hopefully we can get through this.

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How to go on

 I have as best I could let everyone who cared know of Ken’s death.  This isn’t something you could prepare for. I know Ken has been ill  and was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease but that is progressive not terminal. I am trying to think of the last week because he had a happy week with visitors and had made plans with Andy to go out when the weather warms up.. I expect everyone was as shocked as I was.