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A Turkey Mystery

Dave was tasked with cooking turkey(s) for his Thanksgiving dinner at work. he got up early and put the (mostly) thawed turkeys 🦃 in the oven, they were per-fried from Popeye’s, but must be heated for a couple of hours. He put them in around 5am and checked them around 7:15…not done. Will they cook by the time he needs to go to work? I’ll keep you posted.

In other news, i have been up since 3am, unable to sleep because my mind wont shut up, the blue light on the tv was annoying, and Dave was snoring. I came in the living room to try and go back to sleep, to no avail.

I thought my worries would be over once we got Dad in a safe place, but no. I know it’s only been a couple of days, but the communication between the staff and the owner seems to need improvement. For example, no one told the staff that Dad was recovering from broken ribs, or put his hearing aids in when he got up yesterday, even though i told them all that when we brought him in. I realize it will take a week or so for them all to get to know each other, so i made a list this morning of things Dad likes and dislikes. Maybe that will help the staff get to know him better. I also realize they have to deal with 10 other people besides Dad, so they have a routine they follow. Still, every individual is different. Dad kept trying to call me yesterday, even though he can’t text or speak. No one knew what to do. I just told them to tell him we would visit again today, but no one called me to say if that calmed him down. So I worried. My family tells me it doesn’t matter, calm down, he’s in a safe place. But I can’t help the way I feel if I think he is in distress about something.

I know I have control issues and anxiety issues and I’m trying to get a handle on it. I worry too much. I have to get back to my life. But it’s hard and will take time. The holidays will be hard for me. I don’t know how they will be handled and I can’t even think about Christmas right now. All I can do is keep praying things will work themselves out and remember that God is in control. ☺️

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W.O.T.D. 11-17-21 Prelude to Happiness

My blood pressure this morning. 😬

The prelude to Dad’s move to the new residential home was a prayerful, anxious start. My mind would not stop racing because the night before, he looked so bad, I was afraid he wouldn’t make it in time for the move. I had to call on God, pray all night, and this morning, looked up some specific passages to try and calm myself.

As you can see, my blood pressure was ridiculously high, and it wasn’t until my brother got here and talked to me that i started to calm myself. We were scheduled to meet with Micheal at 12:30, but I was confused and thought he meant at the nursing home. No, he wanted to meet at his house so we could decide how to proceed. We wanted him out of the nursing home immediately, and he said, ” Great! We are ready to go.”

That was the fastest transfer in history! It felt like a jailbreak, lol! I had Dad packed in about 10 minutes, we talked to the staff and thanked them for all their help, but understand, Dad needs 24/7 care, which you are not staffed to provide. They understood and helped us get his meds gathered and said we’d take care of the paperwork later. Dad was in his new home and we were back home by 4pm! He was comfortable, ate good dinner, and Micheal sent us an update. I am over the moon relieved and happy that Dad is in a caring and loving place! I will update further after our afternoon vist tomorrow. I’m going to bed to get some true rest, thanks be to God!

Still not great, but better!

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W.O.T.D. 11-15-21 Quicken

I have felt my heartbeat quicken and known my blood pressure was up several times through this ordeal with Dad. In fact, we are all experiencing blood pressure fluctuations.

I combat mine with self medication, like CBD, a beverage, and my 1/2 Valium every night. Dad has bp meds, but I don’t have a clue if they are giving them correctly. You cant find a central person in this facility that knows what the other shifts are doing. It is so frustrating. I cannot wait until we move him to the new residential care center. maybe are hearts will all be better for it!

The only problem that seems to be resolved is the safety issue. Everyone is watching to make sure he doesn’t fall, but one nurse seems to care and the others seem clueless. Ugh! My brother is in pain, because he had surgery, then overdid it, and now has a UTI. His bp is up too.

We have a meeting with the owner of the residential care house Wednesday, we put a deposit on the place today. Friday, we have a meeting with the elder lawyer and will go ahead and retain him to fight for Dads VA benefits, which will help pay the rent. Then switch him to traditional Medicare, and add part D to cover the meds. The first month we’ll just pay private pay.

Pray all goes smoothly, and this ordeal will get better. Thanks be to God, for He is in control, not me!

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W.O.T.D. 11-14-21 Festivity

A better day with Dad

Dad and myself at the facIlity, watching the Cowboys.

Before the festivity that is family dinner and football, I went up to the facility to visit with Dad a while, and we watched the blowout that the Cowboy game was. I took him some Pure Protein bars and he ate half of one and a few sips of Gatorade 0. Since I knew he’d only eaten about a fourth of his lunch, that made me happy. He looked so much better today than he did on Friday night. I just had to take a selfie, but I couldn’t get him to take the toothpick out of his mouth for the picture, lol, Me and my short arms are not good at selfies anyway.

One they laid him down for a nap, I waited a while and then left him a note and went on home. He catnaps usually, but was sleeping pretty good, so I put his mat down to keep him safe if he happens to try to get up, alerted the nurse I was leaving, and that he also had protein drinks in the fridge if he didn’t eat much for dinner. He had his call light, and his remote next to him on the bed. I always feel bad leaving when he’s asleep, because he wakes up conf sometimes. I hope the note calmed him enough. Kevin was going to go by later, but did not feel well.

coming home I felt positive for the first time in a while, and therefore, I was able to relax and enjoy dinner and have fun with my family. Sean was the only no-show, but he is house hunting, so I understood. It was all football til Dave went to bed, so I got to see the end of the Adele special, and now I’m going to watch CSI Vegas and go to bed. 🤗🥳🥱

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W.O.T.D. 11-8-21 Making the Grade

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It may be a five-star rated facility, but it doesn’t make the grade as far as I’m concerned.

Yesterday, I had to get my dad up and to the bathroom on my own, because I couldn’t find an aide with a search warrant. When I complained to the nurse, she looked lost, but finally showed up a few minutes later to help me raise him back up in the bed.…which I had to put him back in. I have also been telling her that his stomach has hurt for three days, he is barely eating, and she could not find any nurse notes to support this.

This is unacceptable. He is in the facility because in my care, he lost his balance and fell, breaking four ribs. What if he had fallen again while I was doing THEIR job?? When my favorite aide and nurse are on duty, I never have to worry about the level of care Dad is getting. This is only part of the problem with this facility. Being understaffed is a problem everywhere, but if you give a damn, things still get done adequately. I don’t want adequate care for my dad, I want excellent care!

The other problem is no customer service. When we first entered the facility, it was by transport from the hospital. No one came to the room to help get Dad settled in or explain how anything worked for almost an hour. I don’t know if you recall from my post back then, but I went home and cried all night, thinking I’d picked a horrible place for my dad to go. Since my brother and I have been touring other facilities, we now know how its normally done, and this place is just not managed properly. There is no one person to speak to that gives you the lowdown on what’s offered, or the price per day, or services. We have had to ask each person working with my dad individually, I’ve never met the DON, or the marketing person (if they even have one) and all of this while trying to fight Medicare and get assistance from the VA.

Is it any wonder I have to knock myself out to sleep every night? I don’t know if I can trust them to take care of my dad once he is released from rehab, because the skilled nursing hall is even more understaffed. If Medicare keeps denying his stay, we will have to go to private pay, and at a grade I’m giving the facility at a C, I don’t know if it’s worth 5,500.00 per month!

On the other hand, his PT, OT, and speech therapy have been pretty good. He was able to stand up and pivot into the wheelchair, use the grab bar in the bathroom to assist me as I lowered him onto the toilet, stand as he was being cleaned up, roll himself around with his feet in the wheelchair, and walk on the walker (assisted) down the hall a few feet. He uses his feet and the hand rail to guide himself along the floor, and the speech therapist has him using his communication board more to ask for what he needs. So I guess the therapy department deserves a B at least. Please pray with me that Medicare and the VA come through so I can get my dad into a better facility. We are supposed to go tour one today that is a VA rated or approved or something like that.

I have my list of to-do’s like I have for the last 5 days, one being to alert the VA to his current status, find out if we need to reschedule his hearing aid fitting because I don’t know how we get him there, tour the new facilities, go visit and find out if they called for a doctor visit like I asked them to, and more. It’s going to be a busy Monday! Yall have a good day and I’ll keep you posted on our journey.

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