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TB: Can you try a couple of antique shops to see if you can get any better counter-offers? Most of my grandparent's things were sold off at one of the big auction houses/estate traders, but there are times when I pop into antique stores and I almost swear some of their pieces have been sitting in these shops for years unsold. I have my grandmother's Lane chest and I do see those for sale frequently. The shops mark up quite a bit. Jewelry pieces usually do well.

TB: One thing I always made a point to do was promise my grandfather that I'd find out where he came from. Though he passed well before I had the answers, I stuck with it and now mapped everything out. Then I did the same thing for my husband. Maybe in sitting and listening to stories of the past from your mom, you could document stuff and write it all down. Later on, photos and keepsakes could be added to it. Your son might appreciate it some day. The memorabilia you find is a part of your family history, and it's some of the most precious stuff you have. Memories are irreplaceable keepsakes.. after all. It's not as insignificant as it seems. It sounds like you have done a lot for your mom, more than others would ask of their kids. And yes... there are times we feel guilty that it's never enough, even though we bust our butts to do so and we wonder if that will be us in many more years. My sister often talks about how easy it will be to sort through all the clutter and mess my parents have accumulated when they pass... but I remember knowing how difficult it was when we had to do it for our grandparents. How upsetting it was to find certain family members had taken items without asking or not handled things with care. How they only cared about the monetary value. It sounds like you have a good handle on things and have an invested stake in ensuring it's done right. It can be very overwhelming of course, but keep at it.

Did I mention we finally busted dad out of the old people's jail/nursing home? What a hellish place. It took some doing.. angry phone calls and everything, but we got his doctor to sign him out. Otherwise I think those people were content to keep him there for months laying in filth if they could. The wound is still not healed but supposedly enough time on the drugs had elapsed to clear whatever infections. He *says* he's going to follow doctor's instructions about getting up and moving this time... but he always *says* that. I've not yet seen any evidence of compliance. Since things had settled a bit, after much pleading, I took my husband to see a GI specialist. He's been complaining for years about his stomach and putting it off because he's scared about family history. He's missed most of his competitive races this year because of it. And this is where I warn you men to please don't ever delay getting checked out, either scans or a colonoscopy. He's reached the point where the condition is really affecting him and the doctor explained that surgery could be a possibility based on what he finds. The vet offered us another dog again. It kills me inside to say no.. but we just can't right now. Most of his stuff is still laying around and I've yet worked up the courage to pack it away. Every time I do, something comes up to take my attention away from it and so I take it as a sign that I'm just not ready yet.

Ah yes, for some reason I was thinking of the fiance to spouse process and not the spouse process. Still it seems silly why you'd want to pursue that course of action if the goal is to be eventually living in the US together. Typically if you had the spousal visa you'd want to live there long enough to get ILR and not rip up that process.

Please understand that to obtain a UK spousal visa is a multi-stage multi-year process, in which she is your sole sponsor. You will not be able to work, and the amount of money she would have to prove to be making to sponsor you is fairly high. It sounds as if she is in university, so that might not be an option to even begin with. Spousal visas are for living in the UK, which is not the ultimate plan you intend. Some have the impression that everything is rather easy and unobstructive crossing the UK border, but there are limits which shouldn't be abused. Stick with one process and see it through. If the goal is to both reside in the US, stick with the US side of things.

Well... what do you think? Complete negligence from the pilot/copilot? Intentional hostile act? https://theaircurrent.com/aviation-safety/ai171-investigation-fuel-control-switches/ Both possibilities are so strange but terrifying...

I still very much love that game. It's simple. Build stuff and try not to die. But what we used to do was turn on settings to have an empty 'canvas' and take the blueprints and layouts to different castles we'd visited in real life and recreate them in the game. It's amazing what you can make.

It'd be great if parents could make an effort to understand and maybe even join in with their children's hobbies. You never know where the journey might take you. Afterall, if this 69 year old skeptic could master one of the hardest games ever created, I'd say most parents have a chance at bonding and learning something new. https://fandomwire.com/this-youtubers-dad-thought-video-games-were-a-waste-until-he-beat-dark-souls-at-69/

For moving boxes back in the day you could often ask grocery stores and liquor stores if they could part with old boxes. Lowes, U-Haul, Walmart, Container Store sell them. Our ReStore sells them as well. You'll also need packing material, so start saving up newspapers, bubble wrap, and old towels.

Unfortunately for many of these individuals charged, some have already fled the country. Like this dude here https://www.austinweeklynews.com/2025/06/23/loretto-exec-stole-300-milion-fake-covid-testing/ and this dude https://patch.com/illinois/orlandpark/orland-park-mans-covid-test-fraud-scheme-funneled-153m-suburban-lab-feds I believe he may also be wrapped up in the scams that targeted my family members I discovered last year. The OIG's report in February showed that Medicare had paid out $454 million in fraudulent test kits by these morons. One of them Baqar Syed is serving two years in prison, and they've only recovered $4 million of it. https://www.wisn.com/article/federal-report-medicare-may-have-paid-454-million-for-covid-19-tests-no-one-wanted/63922305

Neither I or my husband had a credit score at the time. I was certainly able to have a bank account long before he got here, and added him to mine with no issues (in fact iirc I added him without an SSN because it hadn't arrived yet). That was well before he was working or had a credit card or anything. Six months secured with Discover was all it took for a full card. He added me as an authorized user, and since then we both have an excellent score. We recently needed a card for international travel and Discover wouldn't cut it. We thought with our excellent credit it would be easy. Chase dragged us around for weeks with more and more convoluted demands. So we went to our local bank and explained the situation. They were more than willing to provide us a card within days. Within a year they tripled our limit. I can find hundreds of posts of Chase doing this to both immigrants and US citizens. Bottom line always is, if a big bank doesn't want to do business with you, they don't deserve you to begin with.

Is it Chase? Because if it is, go elsewhere. Been here for years, excellent credit, and those guys enjoy saying no for fun. Discover usually comes through just fine. Secured credit first and then upgrade in some months.

Been out shopping for a lift recliner for dad this week too. Looking at 2-3k plus about to rise as of July 1st if you want anything decently comfortable. Deals on cheaper but uncomfortable models of course. Restore had some cheap used ones but who knows what might be lurking inside them. The chair I ended up grabbing new would take 6 weeks to come in.

OP: There are things I must now say and I hope it does not cause offense. You say you love him. He does not love you. He is an abuser. He will harm you, and he *has* caused harm to you. He has caused harm to others. At some point you knew all of this, and at some point you reasoned that through your love, compassion, and kindness that this would make him stop being abusive. That he would change via your love or even worse, that you are the problem. It is a lie. A lie that people in these relationships tell themselves to survive. There is nothing more to be done now. Move on from him and find someone that understands your worth and actually loves you. Not just the idea of you, or an imagining of you - but actually loves and respects you for you. From a period of three years of my young life long ago, I once learned what it was like to love an abuser. The places it took me were harmful and will effect me for the rest of my days. They will destroy you until there isn't anything left and nothing will make them happier in doing so. I know how much I desperately loved that person and I know that now I look back on it and feel nothing for them. You will move on, grow, and love again.

My sympathies to you TB for the current situation. Slightly similar circumstances here, except for the hospital actually kicked my dad out of his bed and dumped him into a hallway without telling us and left him there with no monitoring until we collected him. They had ordered he be discharged to a rehab facility and *not* the one we had instructed. They said they would not send him there because my dad had the ability to stand... ah yes, he can stand.. barely, it's what happens next is the problem. They told us we would have to take him to the facility ourselves. My husband returned home after taking him and was in quite a state. He told me the facility which does not show actual photos of it on their website, and splashes a 5 star CMS rating (a lie I learned) is not fit for any human being. It is old, dirty, smells, the night staff is incompetent and have a bare understanding of English or nursing skill. There is nothing to ensure he will not fall, no bedrails, no alarms, not even a proper wheelchair. They are not following the doctor's instructions of wound care. I'm not confident he is being given his right medication. I went there and started asking questions... the staff will barely speak to you and only with vague answers. I have been struggling for many days now to see if I can get him out of there and moved somewhere else. From my experiences with my grandma, she sold most of her belongings at auction and her POA took care of setting up accounts which enabled her to go live at the retirement home and then a year later, the skilled nursing care center (basically hospice). Because she did have some means, her choice of facility was pretty good by my standards. But it's always very important to make sure that if you are able to make decisions for her that the facility is safe and clean and can meet the patient's needs.

Brought home the remains of the little one last week. The vet never called about picking them up, so when I called them and asked about their status the tech immediately ignored the question and started talking about money in an obnoxious way. I knew where this convo was going.. pay up or no remains. It's bizarre to me, as I've been a client for 25+ years, have always paid my bills, and the vet had personally stated that I am only one of a handful of clients considered family enough to do payment plans. The bill is a staggering amount, but I had already told them I intended to pay it in full. Rushed there immediately to pay so I could collect them. The tech never particularly liked my dog so I didn't want them in care of his remains for any longer. No idea what I will do with the rest of his belongings. Haven't the heart to move them without weeping. We did manage to get over to the shelter to donate the large remainder of his food. Hopefully there's some other special needs dog out there that can use it. Dad's in the hospital again with some hospital acquired infection so I've been busy scrubbing everything I can. *sigh*

Heard another Dreamliner (one I've actually been on) had some kind of serious flap problem today.

The RR Trent 1000s have been the most recent problem and it's why I had a terrible time getting tickets, having my flights moved constantly, and long delays. The Dreamliners are comfortable amazing planes but the engines were supposed to last a lot longer than they have, which has caused other potential dangers and defects to crop up. Many airlines had to ground fleets or do weird rotations so they could get them maintenance. Unfortunately there were times where no parts were available and the fixes were crazy. I'm not sure that what is currently wrong with the Trents could cause the issue with this plane, but if it did then it's very serious indeed.

I recently traveled on the Dreamliner so the configuration of this plane looks very similar. He was sitting in premium econ, directly behind business.. so the bulkhead row of seats right by the exit door. I imagine it might be a reinforced section. BTW... Boeing has major problems with the Dreamliner's RR engines and also the GEnx engines.

He did like to lick his hair/groom himself. It was one of his very cat-like behaviors because we think he lived with cats at some point.

They did not. They had two theories... 1) medical supplies dropped unknowingly to us by one of the home nurses. 2) something that had been there long before we adopted him. The second option seems so strange to me, that he would have had this object hidden for so long, only giving him symptoms now. But he did come from a bad hoarding and neglect situation where he may have been desperate for food to survive. He was only 12lbs, but his organs were the size of a dog that was much bigger.. so they think it was quite some time. But we have had nurses come to the house for years now... so I don't know. I always forget he was a tiny bit older when we got him. He died just two weeks shy of his 15th birthday. He still was such a happy little dog.

Thank you for all your kind words... Unfortunately, our little one lost his brave fight yesterday. He died in my arms, and despite our vet's best efforts they were unable to revive him. We are devastated....

He stopped playing with those kind of toys once he started going blind long ago in favor of something smelly like Elk antlers. Only toy I can recall was a Santa head he ripped off a rope toy but no stuffing or anything came out. This is a thick wool, almost like one of those woolen laundry balls or something made out of alpaca but we don't use those. For peace of mind I spent the morning searching through all the xmas ornaments - all the potential culprits were intact. Typically for him to put something in his mouth he has to be very attracted to the smell... I had thought tampons, but it doesn't look quite right.

In the mess of everything going on with my dad, my dog had been acting strangely. My husband thought he was just a bit depressed about dad not being around again, or a UTI. The strangeness turned into not sleeping for many nights, obsessing over drinking water, and having accidents. I couldn't pin all of his symptoms down but two nights ago I believed his behavior was actually pain based. He's an odd little dog... he might make you think his leg is broken for a stubbed toe or a trimmed nail but the real stuff... the big stuff, his stoicism wall would never let you know. But yesterday morning I could tell he was in pain, so I got him to the vet. None of the tests ran were very promising at first or pointing to a clue, but there were numbers that looked very wrong. Then they came in with the x-ray. A mass in his stomach. And then we were given those impossible choices. An astronomical bill and a dangerous surgery or let him go. This little guy has lived 12 years or more... in a terrible early life situation and has quirks because of it, but he also became a loving little guy that learned not all humans are bad, and we have cared for diligently even through his signs of "old dog syndrome" and his blindness. If the mass were cancer it might be for nothing anyway. I mean what else could it be? This dog literally doesn't like to put anything in his mouth if he doesn't have to unless it's chicken. The vet said you'd be surprised the stuff they've removed, but I didn't think it was possible. I looked at the bill and looked at my husband. We just weren't ready to give up on him. This dog had always been a fighter. We knew our vet was one of the best surgeons around so we said "get it out". They said they'd do it right away. And you know this dog and fighting spirit? Well there he was, yowling and being angry in the back as they are trying to get an IV, and flustering one tech that's always acting scared of the job. So for twenty precious minutes I got a little extra time with him before the surgery - because there's nothing that calms him down more than momma's lap, so they brought him in to me, got that IV in, wrapped him in blankets, and I rocked him to sleep. The little guy was snoring when they took him away. An hour long surgery where he stopped breathing on the table (oh my heart!). Once again they saved his life and brought him around. The tech came in and brought the contents of the stomach. Guys... the mass? A giant ball of hair and thick wooly cotton! It wasn't cancer! I could barely register the relief. I was shaking and sobbing one moment and then bewildered at the next. HOW. DID. THAT. GET. IN. THERE? I've thought about this all night. We have no idea what it is or how or why he swallowed it. The consequences of him doing so were severe though. Perforated stomach. Infection.... (labs did not indicate this!) bleeding, leaking bile, swollen angry stomach, damaged organs. There was so much pressure build-up in his stomach it really hurt him. You name it... this dog has got it. I cannot imagine the pain he's been through without really revealing it. After surgery, they wrapped him in heated blankets and brought him to me. They told me he would be critical for days now, so this might still be the last time. He hadn't a clue what was going on, honking and heaving like a duck, snoring the next, wailing in pain and confusion. And then it was time for me to go. He's such an idiot guys but he's so precious. Hug your pets today and tell them you love them. Every day they live and breathe is a blessing from God.

So the wife and kids had some other kind of visas that had to be revoked is the story now? Are they legal or not? I wish the talking heads could make up their minds what the story is.