Squatter Equals Headache II

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On Friday May 7, 2012, I posted a blog titled “Squatter Equals Headache.” Today I want to post and tell you what a whining, non-tolerant person I turned out to be. If you would go back and read that post you will have a better idea of what I am talking about.

Basically, we bought a house that we couldn’t move into because the man who had lived here for over ten years, was left behind by his geriatric girlfriend of eighteen years. She loaded her belongings and moved to California. Friends of their’s finally loaded this man up and put his things in storage. Since he agreed to it, we saw this as a good thing.

Long story short we made the man homeless. He is 87 years old and walking the streets of Sapulpa. He has dementia with a servere case of Sundowner Syndrome. It broke my heart to realize what was happening to the man. He lost everyone and everything in his world. He’d received  ten ousand dollars from his girl-friend for the sale of the house. He had that less than twenty-four hours before he lost it.  His truck was impounded by the police and he had no idea where it was.

My husband and I were fighting because I wanted to bring the man back to the house and take care of him but my family through a fit. They considered the man a danger to himself and others. Oh, did I leave out the fact he kept a pistol on him all the time.

I began praying that somehow the man would be helped. The wonderful news is he was.  I found out our neighbor called the girlfriend in California and told her excatly what was going on. I am thinking her own guilt got the best of her, because in two weeks she was here. She got the man, took him to the doctor and then back to California with her.  I have no idea what will happen now, but I know he is better off.  As far as all of his belongings, everything was auctioned off at the storage facility for unpaid storage.

You never know how something you do will affect another human being.  Never in a million years would I have thought I would have any part in making a person homeless. I can’t say that anymore.  All I can do now is thank God for answering my prayers, and leave the man in God’s hands.

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  1. This is an amazing story. I am a former Patient Rights Director for the elderly. Basically, I was the person who would fight for the rights of someone, like this man, who were unable to do so for themselves. I am both happy and relieved this man is finally getting the care he needs. I often came across stories similar to his. If just goes to show the old saying is true “You never know what goes on behind closed doors.”

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    • Thank you so much for dropping by and reading my blog. When I first met this man it was while he and his girlfriend were together. He knew she was leaving but he thought he was going to follow. His dementia was not bad until after she left and then he totally came undone. It broke my heart to think I had contributed to this man’s plight. I truly thank God for girlfriends guilty conscience.

      Once again thank you for visting and your welcome back any time. Shirley Check out my web-page http://www.shirley-mclain.com and my blog at shirley-mclain.net

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  2. Found your blog through Nae of Nae’s Nest. So glad that your gent has been taken care of. That would be a hard thing. I often wonder about people who buy houses that have been foreclosed on, and whether they feel bad about that. Someone is going to buy the house, but sometimes you can’t help the way you feel.

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  3. I think everybody is automatically a little intolerant of people that at first glance just seem to be in the way, as you said, its important to think what your natural intolerant reactions can lead to

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