I'm overwhelmed. The loss of my dog is not helping the situation. I'm slowly dragging my heels on things, because I'm worried about how my Dad is going to react.
We have started the paperwork to do home care, likely 3 times a week. They would come in and make sure he eats and takes his pills. My thought was mon-wed. I'm home on thursday and the day program would be friday.
As well it looks like we are setup for a day program (well we will be when I make the call). I am always making the calls. To the point that I can't remember if I called someone or not.
The day program will be once a week.
It looks like we do not qualify for any respite whatsoever. For the simple sake that he is extremely independent. I know he is going to fight me on all of this. And it fucking sucks. Like it really fucking sucks. Which is why I have difficulty making these calls.
I've got a meeting on Nov 15th to discuss the housing options. There are long waiting lists. and most of the places that are available are extremely expensive. $3800+ a month. Which I like to call "Unobtanium".
I need to make these calls. He's home now. So when do I have the opportunity? or for that matter when do I have the opportunity to do anything? I don't. End of story.
I can't even properly grieve the loss of my dog.
I need to make 10 phone calls today, and go pick up his prescriptions.
I need to study for a work test. I can't with him sitting in the living room starring at me.
I think I'll just go for a walk.
Losing your dog is always a hit, but I can only imagine what it must be like in these circumstances. Thoughts are with you.
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