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Another step backwards

Yesterday morning I had a three way call with home care and supportive housing.  It didn't go well at all.  

I had mentioned his drinking and the lady jumped on that, wouldn't drop it.  

Basically in order to move into a place like this he needs to be sober, and okay with being locked in.

This leaves us with expensive assisted living places.  Which in all honesty I'm fine with.  Other than moving him a lot. 

Home care believes he will fail at assisted living.  I think so as well but it's worth a shot.

Supportive care wants me to take over his finances and get him sober.  He's been better lately than he was, and I should not have mentioned it.

What's done is done.

Taking over finances is going to be difficult.  As you know I've been having trouble with his bank.


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