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| Monday, September 17th~2007 4:20pm | ||||
Well, about a month or so ago, Gram (who I'm the only caregiver for) fell, and fractured her hip. She's been in rehab for 3 weeks post surgery - they put 3 pins in. During that period of time, her 'elders' at the jehovah witness congregation tried to take over her care, tried to bully me, and since one of her friends at the congregation knows where the spare key was, they also invaded the house. I came home from work to find four of them in the house, one of them in my bedroom going through my dresser. I'm sure they were looking for the keys to my safe where I keep all my legal documents pertaining to gram's proxies, powers of attorney, her will and so forth. Call me paranoid if you want, but thats what I think. The one who knew where the spare key is, is the one buddy buddy with my uncle's wife. (Locks have been changed - They were told in no uncertain terms that if they are in the house again without one of us is here that charges will be pressed.) They were intent on putting her permanently into a home. What they thought they stood to gain from that, is beyond me. It would have broken Gram's heart. One of them flat out told me that they felt I should not be her caregiver, health proxy or power of attorney since I'm not part of their religion. This, again, is the same one who is buddy buddy with my uncle's wife. They went so far as to push gram into signing those over to them - which was thrown out since she is legally incapable of making those decisions for herself. She has, in the last year become somewhat childlike in her behaviors - and so, at times I have to treat her as a child in order to give her the care that she needs. Her evaluation for cognition about 8 months ago put me in charge of her in terms of all legal functions as her power of attorney. My uncle's wife, who happens to be buddy buddy with the house invading friend - is in need of a better hobby. She kept running over to my aunt's house (2 doors down from her house) and trying to say that I'm trying to kill my grandmother. As well as being a busy body, saying 'did you know this, do you know that' - which, my aunt knew all about. I called her before we even left for the hospital when Gram had fallen. This despite Gram not wishing for her daughter to be notified. (Trying to kill gram? HAH - every evaluation she had said she was in better health than most people her age - other than mental health, and one doctor asked which company I go through for having her have around the clock care. He was rather amazed that one person could do so good a job taking care of her.) I spent the last 3 weeks 'grandma proofing/ walker enabling' the house. removing rugs, rearranging furniture, installing rails in bathrooms, changing the stairway to the house - (we live on the second floor) I had a handful of my burly guy friends come over and help me build a wide, deep, shallow set of stairs that Gram is capable of climbing with the walker so that she can easily get in and out of the house. Threw out a bunch of pack-rat horded things that she didnt even know she had anymore, and was, imho becoming a fire hazard. She'll never miss them now, if she does remember them, they were all in a part of the house she'll never be in again. I've arranged to have a public health nurse and an aid come in to help her in the bath - I'm sorry, but that's not something I can help her with, she's family and its different when they're family and you're taking care of them. It just is. It was bad enough coming home a month ago, from grocery shopping, and being assailed by the smell of old woman shit, then finding her naked, in a puddle of diarrhea. She'd slipped in it, thats how she'd fallen. (The diarrhea, coincidentially, was caused by the food served to her when she went to dinner at home of the house invading friend. Don't that beat all. That friend never did visit her at the hospital or at the rehabilitation facility either, come to think it.) Besides, she'll be less apt to argue with someone that is coming in to help her with a bath, than she is to argue with me about her need to take one. I've also got someone coming in to watch her when I'm working. Since I work three jobs, I'm not here with her as much as I'd like to be. I am looking into what is involved with homeschooling my sister. The public school here is a travesty. Dad used to take care of all the paperwork involved with homeschooling her, and she did exceptionally well when I was home schooling her before. She actually was bumped up a grade when they gave her the placement tests when she was re-enrolled in December. With luck, I'll be able to do that. Then she'll be down here with gram while I'm working, and I'll have a computer set up for her to do her curriculum on, she'll have my personal library for her independant reading projects as well. Occassionally I'll have someone still come in and watch gram, and then I can take my sister out on 'field trips' where she can help me within my jobs to gain life experience. All in all, the arrangement would kill two birds with one stone, as I can feel comfortable entrusting my sister with a key for the lockbox in which I keep gram's medications, and that she'll keep me informed of times when she gives the pills. It would also keep my sister in school and give her a better chance of graduating with a diploma rather than dropping out and hoping she'll get a G.E.D. Gram is a hypochondriac. If she sees an ad for it on tv she develops the symptoms. She also likes to cancel appointments when she doesn't feel like going to them. Or reschedule them, without my knowing about them. I re-arrange my schedules to be able to take her to them then she'll cancel about the time we should be going out the door. Oh the entertainment of then trying to reschedule. She's been made well aware of the fact that 'fun' things are out of the question now until she goes to her doctor appointments, and to her mental health appointments as well. Basically - she's grounded. *wince* that sounds so wrong, doesn't it? My brother's truck broke down and has been out of commission for the last 2 weeks. I've been driving him to and from work, and taking him and his wife grocery shopping. My own car, went and burnt out the starter during the first week of my brother's truck being down. I gimped it around by disconnecting battery cables, carrying a spare battery for the times when that didn't work, and also a jump pack for the first 4 or 5 days til I could get it fixed. *Twirls ratchet* You will work damn you car - even if I have to beat you into submission *twirls and glares* Good thing it listens. I do alot of driving with all my jobs. I would have hated to be stranded 100 or 200 miles from home. My brother had his coon dog bred back on christmas day. She had puppies a couple days before my sister's birthday. "Oh, you can get rid of the puppies easy" - sure, we got rid of 3 of them. He has 2, my mother has one puppy, and the mother. A couple days before grandma's fall, the momma takes mom's pup up to the junk yard. They both come home, covered in porcupine quills. Mad dash to the vet ensues. Two days later, momma coon dog takes my mom's pup on a hunt, and ends up crossing a state highway. Momma makes it fine, but the pup gets hit. We thought we'd lose the pup. Mad dash to the Vet ensued again. Mom's pup is my girl though, really, I spoil her rotten. If I could have the pup down here at gram's I would. Anyway - she pulls through just fine. She's got a very healthy fear of anything mechanical from bicycles on up now though. ... Except for my car. My car equates to 'ice cream, ride, and to Sasha is a spoilt little girl yes she is!' (oh my yes I dote on that dog. I can't pull in the driveway with a window down or she'll be loaded before I've even got it turned off. Well.... the story continues. two and a half weeks ago, one of the pups my brother has at his house, has an allergic reaction to something - off she goes to the vet. Then last Friday, he took the boy he has to the rabies clinic (only dog that hasn't been to the vet yet, so only one that needs shots). Two days later, despite having had his first parvo shot, but not due for the booster til a week after the rabies shot, that one catches Parvo. So, he's been at the Vet's for most of the week. My brother's been a basket case. The pup pulled through, one of those rare cases where they survive a high positive on the test. My mom, sister and I spent the day, after dropping the pup at the vet, scrubbing his entire house in bleach while his wife was at the hospital with her sister (who went into premature labor - 5 months into the pregnancy). His other dog's are quarantined from the pup who had parvo, that pup got to come home yesterday. I've been sick for the last week and a half. Allergies and bronchitis - I'm quitting smoking again, and of course I'd get sick. Just icing on the cake. Last week was supposed to be my busy week for work - in part it was, but this week is going to be the one where I end up hauling ass and taking names because I've got alot of stuff to make up for, that got pushed to the side because of everything that went on, and my being sick. Then theres doc appointments that go rescheduled into this week, since gram canceled her stuff last week whenever there was a call to remind about the appointment. *takes a deep breath* The Goddess doesn't give you more than you can handle, but it would sure be nice to have a break sometime. Can't complain though, I've seen another morning today, the sun is shining. I've got good friends, A close family and a purpose to my life. It doesn't get much better than that. Even if sometimes it seems like it cant get much worse either. |
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tired| This should't happen - If you love animals, read this! | ||||
| Monday, February 6th~2006 2:43pm | ||||
  "Rep. Wesselhoft said the proposed bill will also include provisions designed to bring about an eventual ban of pit bull dogs in the state. The grandfather clause contained in the bill would allow for the continuing existence of pit bulls currently in Oklahoma. However, pit bull owners would have to have the dogs spayed or neutered, and the animals would need regular rabies shots. In addition, a pit bull owner would have to be age 21 or older and would be required to have a $100,000 liability insurance policy on every pit bull. Also, each pit bull would have to be tattooed or otherwise marked when it is registered with the state. Owners would not be able to sell or transfer the dogs to other individuals in Oklahoma, excluding family members. And a person living in Oklahoma will not be able to bring in a new pit bull from out of state. After those pit bulls that are allowed to remain in Oklahoma under the grandfather clause of the proposed bill die of old age, Wesselhoft said there should be very few pit bulls remaining in the state, if any." ( some heart breaking pictures ) This has to be stopped. If you have any heart at all, fwd this. Right click the page, view source and copy the code for the pics and all. There has to be an end to this. |
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discontent| crash and burn. | ||||
| Wednesday, June 8th~2005 2:54pm | ||||
a few folk know how to reach me. if you're needing me, ask someone they're fully welcome to pass along the number. just have them read this message. I'm -soooooo- bored. hope ya'll are well, miss you loads. |
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| Friday, April 1st~2005 10:18am | ||||
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