Karmalady sorry to hear about your neighbour. You mention the absence of his daughter - but no=one knows what the background to this has been. I do know that there have been times when ignorant of the facts hospital staff have made comments about the lack of our children visiting their father very much during one of frequent hospital stays. I know that it is amazingly forgiving for them to visit him at all!!!! People meeting him for the first or second time say how great he is, they have to get to know him better before his real character comes out. I can well remember back a few years when, although divorced, I was visiting him and taking things backwards and forwards from his flat, when one time he was so dreadfully nasty to me that I arrived back at his flat in tears. The Warden there saw me and cuddled me saying 'Well, at least you do not have to worry about him having to live with you any more!!!'
A friend of mine (younger) had a stroke a few months back. Shock to all, she was a very active lady, involved as a coach and a judge in elite sport. Could have been her very active life, flying all over the world to meets, etc. they may have contributed to this. She has carefully obeyed all information and advice she was given for her recovery and is well on her way back to nearly how she was prior to that stroke, although no more rushing off to planes, etc. So, your neighbour could be able to live back in his own home with support.
It is the loss of independence that many older people, like myself, fear most of all.
I did enjoy the shepherds pie that my daughter brought round last night. Did me a lot of good, as I felt that I was starting to improve - and can confirm that this morning. Still a long ay to go, but at least it is in the right direction. Will have a further day just relaxing in my recliner chair, watching the cherry blossom come out on the trees in the local main road. Just having a shower and eating my porridge this morning has totally exhausted me. But I am no longer wheezing and coughing so much. I am looking forward to the weekly phone call (although she did phone during the week when she learned I was unwell), from my daughter in London later today, particularly as my eldest g.daughter is home from Uni and I will be able to speak to her also. Have not told my other children, no point in worrying them and there is nothing any of them can do. Saw that the Pope was taken into hospital for the same condition. Must say I was desperate to avoid that, the worst night I did consider ringing 111 but was worried that they would just send an ambulance. They hear words like 'asthma', 'bronchitus', 'COPD', nearly 82 years old and (for me) overreact!!!
If I am going to be unwell, could not be more comfortable than in a lovely flat, with everything so close to hand (kitchen, en-suite facilities)), marvellous 4-motor riser/recliner chair in gorgeous airy, sunny living room.
Sorry to meander on. Hope everyone is enjoying the long bank holiday weekend. I sit and remember back in the sixties, when Easter for me always meant the Aldermarston March.