You have my sympathy on the business of getting financial accounts changed. Thankfully, my parents kept records of what accounts were current, how much was in them, etc. so after dad passed away we just had to call up the various institutions, find the right department, then find out what we needed to send them to get funds released, accounts changes and so on. My sister ended up pretending to be mum for several of those calls, as mum was still a bit fragile. (It didn't help that we had a major bust-up with our old energy supplier over the final bill, made worse because they addressed all correspondence to my dad despite being told repeatedly that my mum was now in sole charge of the account.)
We ended up disposing of dad's physical belongings in stages, because it would have been too much to do all at once. I took in a lot of his clothes that were barely-used and fitted me, and we gave a load more to charity.
In a sense, I'm still caregiving today, albeit in a much lighter way, helping my mum with various things around the house. Thankfully she is very fit for her age with only mild impairments, but she is taking it easier now, particularly with the gardening. She's happy for me to do with the garden as I see fit once she's no longer in a position to care for it — I'll keep the fruit plants plus those shrubs that provide food and cover for the birds, and prune away the rest.
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Date: 2021-10-13 01:06 pm (UTC)You have my sympathy on the business of getting financial accounts changed. Thankfully, my parents kept records of what accounts were current, how much was in them, etc. so after dad passed away we just had to call up the various institutions, find the right department, then find out what we needed to send them to get funds released, accounts changes and so on. My sister ended up pretending to be mum for several of those calls, as mum was still a bit fragile. (It didn't help that we had a major bust-up with our old energy supplier over the final bill, made worse because they addressed all correspondence to my dad despite being told repeatedly that my mum was now in sole charge of the account.)
We ended up disposing of dad's physical belongings in stages, because it would have been too much to do all at once. I took in a lot of his clothes that were barely-used and fitted me, and we gave a load more to charity.
In a sense, I'm still caregiving today, albeit in a much lighter way, helping my mum with various things around the house. Thankfully she is very fit for her age with only mild impairments, but she is taking it easier now, particularly with the gardening. She's happy for me to do with the garden as I see fit once she's no longer in a position to care for it — I'll keep the fruit plants plus those shrubs that provide food and cover for the birds, and prune away the rest.