Granny's gone and done it again

[BigBlueHen53]

Poop gates?

Troyer! You made me spew!

 

[troyer]

I just asked Robert if he thought he could take care of his dad if they were to admit me and he said no, "I cant even take care of myself" So what am I supposed to do with that?

He’s been taking care of both you and Tom. I’m guessing he could do it, he just doesn’t feel like he can.

 

[BigBlueHen53]

He’s been taking care of both you and Tom. I’m guessing he could do it, he just doesn’t feel like he can.

Agree. Get some frozen microwave dinners. They'll survive. Robert can make those for Tom, and he can feed himself whatever it is he eats.

 

[ShrekDawg]

I really don’t wanna go back in

 

[Granny Hatchet]

I'm going to tell a little story to make my next pushy suggestion. hehe.

So once upon a time we had a landlady who my mom dubbed "the wicked witch of the west" lol. We were on a huge farm (where I could keep my horse), and she had to go past our house everyday on her golfcart to make the half mile trip to her barn.
I won't go into everything, although there's a whole part 2 to the story... but she required to keep the electric in her name and would just show us the bill so we could pay that amount. After a year, my mom was out one day when the electric company was updating the meters and she got to talking about the huge bills (for 2 people in a 2 bedroom, it was $250-$300 / month). He pointed down to the outdoor lighting and the big barn... well, you guessed it. The electric for her barn and lights were all on our meter.
So my mom put her foot down and used the internet to estimate a reasonable electric rate for the dwelling size and appliances in use. The landlady had a fit.
Among the many things she did (the worst is part 2), she called animal control with some odd claims about our "sick" dog (she was fine, they shook their heads and left).
The next day I answered the door to 2 ladies from "adult services" (social workers). The landlady knew of my condition in passing, she told them she didn't think I was eating (lol I'm cutely chubby).
Anyway, those ladies were SO nice. After a brief glance in the fridge and a few minutes of polite inquiry they told me if I ever did have problems I should call their office.
Granted, the sort of help they could offer is not the kind I would have chosen (like a group care situation). But the point is, they were not scary or bossy like the tv makes such workers seem. I hope it's the same everywhere.
... So maybe, if your state runs an ok program Granny, maybe it might not be too scary to get the number for the adult division of social services, and just ask them on the phone if they could offer any help while you get your health sorted out? Surely there are many people out there in similar situations who normally care for a loved one but need temporary assistance? If they could that would be a God-send.
Maybe others in this thread might know something on this topic?

It's called respite care now. It would mean putting Tom in a nursing home for a few days and he is refusing to go.

Poop gates?

YUP,YUP!! well, yesterday anyhow.

 

[BigBlueHen53]

It's called respite care now. It would mean putting Tom in a nursing home for a few days and he is refusing to go.

But he may have to, for your sake. I mean, you may have to make him, for your own sake - and ultimately, for his. Granny, it's like when you are on an airplane with a small child and the plane loses pressure. The oxy masks come down, one for you and one for the baby. You'd better put yours on first or you will both die. You have to take care of you, or you are no good to Tom.

YUP,YUP!! well, yesterday anyhow.

it's a start! I almost said Way to go, he-hee.

 

[BigBlueHen53]

I really don’t wanna go back in

You should have thought of that ... before.

 

[ShrekDawg]

You should have thought of that ... before.

I know, I know.

 

[BigBlueHen53]

Let's keep it in the pm, okay?

 

[ShrekDawg]

Let's keep it in the pm, okay?

Okay, sorry. should I delete that one?