I don't usually talk about personal family stuff on BYC, but this one really takes the cake. My husband's brother is 2 years younger, lives in northwestern Georgia, has COPD from years of smoking, among other health (and mental, if you ask me) issues. He's sort of a hypochondriac but still has real illnesses (mostly self-inflicted), if you know what I mean-just like their mother, who died at the age he is now, he gets off on his medical dramas but won't take care of himself, including normal hygiene. Not sure they're even from the same parents, I swear. Anyway, last night, Tom's youngest sister called us. The TN state patrol called her since she was listed as emergency contact. Their brother wrecked his truck somehow, still a mystery, and the police found him sitting at a gas station with his smashed truck in TENNESSEE, with no idea how he got to TN (he lives in NW Georgia, was about 3 hours from his home), almost in Maryville, near Knoxville. He has pneumonia or bronchitis, they thought possible sepsis, but not sure about that now. He was there overnight, both sisters spent the night up there since they have power of attorney over his medical care-his daughter is an RN but she lives in S. Carolina-and I guess my poor husband will have to suffer the 4-5 hour round trip drive to get him, take him back to his apartment which is an hour and a half from where we live and then come home. Tom's back will be screaming for days after this; it's already not good today. He's dreading it, but wants to take some of this off his sisters, who both have full time jobs.
His brother did not have the mind to call either sister or 911 or anything. He had groceries in his truck so he did shop, was supposedly going to pay a cellphone bill on Tennessee Avenue (they found directions to the office written in the truck), then ended way up into the STATE of TN, sheesh. His mind must be going. Definitely his oxygen levels are bad, but he continues to smoke. He's on disability because of the COPD and medicare will not pay for assisted living. He certainly cannot drive anymore. His daughter doesn't want him where she is and I really can't blame her. Thankfully, the THP could not find anyone he had hurt in the crash, nothing he hit, but the windshield was smashed and the passenger door won't work, crunched inward.
He talked to Tom this morning on the phone and apparently he thought we lived 200 miles from where he is in the medical center, not 2 hours, but it seems to thrill him that others must go out of their way to see to his needs. At least, it didn't bother him that his brother would drive 200 miles to get him, drive him back to his apt on the other side of the state from us and have to drive home in pain himself. Their mother was like that, had medical issues, but made them worse by self-medicating, taking meds that conflicted with each other, shopping doctors for more meds and never getting off the old ones, etc. Then, she'd talk about how bad she felt. Me, I'd be completely mortified if I put folks out all the time with my "issues". I say this because it does irritate me when someone won't see to their own needs, refuses to adjust their life to take care of themselves and sees no problem asking for and taking money and time from others who truly don't have it to give. It really is stressful, this situation right now. I know he is sick and I know he is lonely, but I just don't know what to do about him. I can't support a 62 year old man who never grew up and won't even bathe or brush his teeth or wash his own dishes. Sigh. They just can't be brothers-there is no comparison, I swear!
I hope this doesn't make me sound like a bad person, but I have my husband's health to be concerned about, a man who has health problems that are truly no fault of his own and plague him every day of his life. His brother is being supported by his sisters, pretty much, as he was by his own father who died about 2 1/2 years ago of COPD, leukemia and lung cancer. He gets almost as much disability per month as we did on Air Force pension and we supported our dogs and 50 chickens and two vehicles with that, no problem, but he always says he has no money. His father's widow definitely was not going to support that man after her husband died so he latched onto his sisters. One of them even bought that truck for him when his old one quit. It just isn't right, IMO.