Winchester
Wow, that is really a bad story.. My dad had one aide who, because my dad could not maneuver into the tub for a shower... (small bathroom--had knee issues).. The aide, instead of giving him a sponge bath, while he was sitting on the toilet; would take a bucket of water, and just pour it over him... wiping the floor after... Incredible...
Another one, began really good, then... well, lets just say she did not show up, many times.. never called in to the job for time out.. just not showed up.. I had to snitch on her.. She also arrived dressed to kill!! In high heels, a nice dress, make-up and jewelry....
I used to sometimes take time off from work, pretend I was not home, and spy on them.. They were shocked when I did that; but I wanted to see what was going on.. Thank God, my dad never lost his faculties..
We had one who was an angel in disguise.. an elderly woman who just wanted to help.. She was from Italy, and so good. She was in demand, and picked her own clients!! We had to be interviewed by her, in order to get her...
Then, my dad was placed on a different program, and we lost Felicia--more intensive home care.. But the one we had was not all that great, but she did her job.. and when my dad needed hospice care, she thought I was ignoring the need.
I was home one day, waiting for the hospice nurse.. when I saw her for one of the last times.. She wanted to talk to me in my bedroom. She wanted to give me a piece of her mind because she felt that my dad really needed hospice and I was ignoring it.. I wasn't.. I was in the process of arranging it... This was at Christmas time..they were busy and short staffed, no openings in the hospice house..
When I told her that I was home because hospice was enrolling him that afternoon, She cried.. She hugged me, and we cried.. She told me how much my dad loved me.. all the stories he told about me.. From my dad's point of view, how he appreciated me and loved me..
We had a long cry in my bedroom.. just hugging...
When my dad passed, on Jan 3... This aide along with his home nurse (not from hospice) both came to his wake and funeral.. I hugged onto her for the longest time, in church.. The soloist had to do 3 encores of How Great Thou Art.....
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Mia6 I do not mean to get you upset.. I will not mention it again.. I apologize.. I only want you to get the best care available.. and for you to be happy in your own home.. That is why I suggested that your sister, Nicole, get more involved... It could help..
From now on I promise not to mention your situation again.. please keep on posting.. I do love you....
And support you... I wish I could talk to Jon for you... but I cannot.. sigh...
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Today:
*played with Geoffrey.. every toy goes into his mouth!! OMG what a cat!!
*breakfast for both of us.
*Shower
* out to Rite Aid and Walgreens.. disappointing.. had to pay an astronomical co-paymetn for a script..
*Home, made another cup of coffee; called insurance company--an hour on the phone.. got no where.
*Late rest of morning stuff
*Cleaned filter on air purifier
*on line with snacks..
*Going down to get mail.
Nothing else...
Another one, began really good, then... well, lets just say she did not show up, many times.. never called in to the job for time out.. just not showed up.. I had to snitch on her.. She also arrived dressed to kill!! In high heels, a nice dress, make-up and jewelry....
I used to sometimes take time off from work, pretend I was not home, and spy on them.. They were shocked when I did that; but I wanted to see what was going on.. Thank God, my dad never lost his faculties..
We had one who was an angel in disguise.. an elderly woman who just wanted to help.. She was from Italy, and so good. She was in demand, and picked her own clients!! We had to be interviewed by her, in order to get her...
Then, my dad was placed on a different program, and we lost Felicia--more intensive home care.. But the one we had was not all that great, but she did her job.. and when my dad needed hospice care, she thought I was ignoring the need.
I was home one day, waiting for the hospice nurse.. when I saw her for one of the last times.. She wanted to talk to me in my bedroom. She wanted to give me a piece of her mind because she felt that my dad really needed hospice and I was ignoring it.. I wasn't.. I was in the process of arranging it... This was at Christmas time..they were busy and short staffed, no openings in the hospice house..
When I told her that I was home because hospice was enrolling him that afternoon, She cried.. She hugged me, and we cried.. She told me how much my dad loved me.. all the stories he told about me.. From my dad's point of view, how he appreciated me and loved me..
We had a long cry in my bedroom.. just hugging...
When my dad passed, on Jan 3... This aide along with his home nurse (not from hospice) both came to his wake and funeral.. I hugged onto her for the longest time, in church.. The soloist had to do 3 encores of How Great Thou Art.....
~~~~~~~~~~~
Mia6 I do not mean to get you upset.. I will not mention it again.. I apologize.. I only want you to get the best care available.. and for you to be happy in your own home.. That is why I suggested that your sister, Nicole, get more involved... It could help..
From now on I promise not to mention your situation again.. please keep on posting.. I do love you....
And support you... I wish I could talk to Jon for you... but I cannot.. sigh...
~~~~~~~~
Today:
*played with Geoffrey.. every toy goes into his mouth!! OMG what a cat!!
*breakfast for both of us.
*Shower
* out to Rite Aid and Walgreens.. disappointing.. had to pay an astronomical co-paymetn for a script..
*Home, made another cup of coffee; called insurance company--an hour on the phone.. got no where.
*Late rest of morning stuff
*Cleaned filter on air purifier
*on line with snacks..
*Going down to get mail.
Nothing else...