03-12-2019, 10:12 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-12-2019, 10:18 PM by Drunk Monk.)
Monday night went poorly despite my all-to-short getaway back to the Cruz. I just couldn't cope for a while. I was hoping to get a little extra sleep because Stacy was relieving me later this morning, but my mom forgot the time change and called to wake me up.
Today Stacy met with PT, OT, RN & a home care provider while I was at work. I spent 40 mins on the phone chasing down the promised wheelchair - looks like we'll get a rental soon with a 20% co-pay. Might as well just buy a better one, but we'll see how that goes. Thank goodness for the one Rock Med gave me, but it won't work for my mom on her own - it's the wrong kind of chair for that. Next week will likely be our last RN visit as my mom will be discharged from that. PT went well apparently. The home care provider, not so good. It'll be difficult to get affordable coverage. I'm fantasizing over a schedule where I only have to be here two weeknights per week. I'll have to sacrifice my cherished Cruz telecommute day to telecommute from Svale. But that's all wishful thinking right now.
Our contractor now says he's coming in on Thursday and Saturday and I'm not quite sure how I'll handle it with my mom. We'll probably just move her to the living room while construction is going on. Rocky's place doesn't seem like it will work at this point. My mom suggested that the contractor only make a small hole instead of a full door, just enough for her wheelchair to get through - she's not thinking clearly on all the meds. Dreading Thursday but these things got to be done. I fear merc-in-retro plus the daylight savings will hit me hard. It's only Tuesday.
Still coping with suppressing my rage. At lunch today, I headed out to pick up some regular dose Tylenol because her pain med has some Tylenol in it and I don't want her to max out (her doc says 3750mg is her daily max, which seems really high). My go-to Rite Aid near my office closed - that whole strip mall is closed now, headed for demolishment and remodel I'm guessing, but that was news to me. Then when heading to Target, my phone blew up with various services trying to book tomorrow and Stacy reporting on progress. I should set up a striking pad in the warehouse - like a makiwara or something. I don't want to break anything, most of all not my hand. Been there, done that too many times...
We decided to cancel our trip to visit Tara at the end of the month. That breaks my heart but it's just not manageable at this time.
Today Stacy met with PT, OT, RN & a home care provider while I was at work. I spent 40 mins on the phone chasing down the promised wheelchair - looks like we'll get a rental soon with a 20% co-pay. Might as well just buy a better one, but we'll see how that goes. Thank goodness for the one Rock Med gave me, but it won't work for my mom on her own - it's the wrong kind of chair for that. Next week will likely be our last RN visit as my mom will be discharged from that. PT went well apparently. The home care provider, not so good. It'll be difficult to get affordable coverage. I'm fantasizing over a schedule where I only have to be here two weeknights per week. I'll have to sacrifice my cherished Cruz telecommute day to telecommute from Svale. But that's all wishful thinking right now.
Our contractor now says he's coming in on Thursday and Saturday and I'm not quite sure how I'll handle it with my mom. We'll probably just move her to the living room while construction is going on. Rocky's place doesn't seem like it will work at this point. My mom suggested that the contractor only make a small hole instead of a full door, just enough for her wheelchair to get through - she's not thinking clearly on all the meds. Dreading Thursday but these things got to be done. I fear merc-in-retro plus the daylight savings will hit me hard. It's only Tuesday.
Still coping with suppressing my rage. At lunch today, I headed out to pick up some regular dose Tylenol because her pain med has some Tylenol in it and I don't want her to max out (her doc says 3750mg is her daily max, which seems really high). My go-to Rite Aid near my office closed - that whole strip mall is closed now, headed for demolishment and remodel I'm guessing, but that was news to me. Then when heading to Target, my phone blew up with various services trying to book tomorrow and Stacy reporting on progress. I should set up a striking pad in the warehouse - like a makiwara or something. I don't want to break anything, most of all not my hand. Been there, done that too many times...
We decided to cancel our trip to visit Tara at the end of the month. That breaks my heart but it's just not manageable at this time.
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