hizgeorgiapeach
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Homicidal rage..... oooooh yeah... that's Definately something I've been facing for the past couple of hours. The hospice social worker (who isn't, technically, dad's caseworker - she's simply the person who is employed by the hospice company to facilitate things like setting up respite and seeing whether there are other services that Hospice provides that a family might need to utilize) makes a visit this morning, and reminds me that I'm due respite time in October, and takes a few minutes to go over scheduling with me so that we're on the same page as far as dates rather than waiting til the last minute. Then dad's aide shows up to give him his shower, I let her know when the respite time is going to take place... and get informed that She had been told at the daily morning meeting that dad wasn't going to be a patient of hospice after next friday, regardless of what the socialworker said about my respite time coming up. So she called the office after she left here, and suddenly I get a call from Admin - who, until Today, hadn't bothered to inform me that there even Might be a Possibility of him not being recerted (thank the gods for nurses who accidentally spill the beans, so I knew it was a potential) - informing me that the blood work wasn't bad enough, and I have until a week from tomorrow to get things together to take over everything they've been providing via whatever other resources I can come up with. And between the visit of the Hospice socialworker and the Aide, the mail showed up - with a letter from dad's Regular social worker - informing me that I have 10 days to send her copies of all financial records for the past 6 months so she can decide whether or not any of it has been "spent in an inappropriate manner." (This after informing me during her last home visit a couple of weeks ago that if they ever don't like what they see, they'll take things to court to have themselves declared his custodians and do wht they can to completely remove me from the picture.) She doesn't like me - I don't fit her picture of someone who is "appropriate" to be taking care of an aging or terminally ill person - tattooed and casually dressed, rather than some sort of Mary Poppins or Better Crocker look alike - and has made it Quite plain that she's itching for an excuse, any excuse, to say I'm not capable of the handling things properly. I feel like I'm being punished for doing what everyone says is the "right" thing. I do what I can to take care of him, to make sure he has everything he needs AND everything he Wants, and I get put under a fucking microscope and hounded for doing so. I feel like I'm being assraped by the Hospice company - because if they cared as much about peoples' well being as they claim, they wouldn't have left it to the last fucking minute to tell me that this was even a Potential, leaving me in a lurch to try and keep things running smoothly and without a major hitch or glitch. I feel, in a way, like it's a set up - to try and make Certain that there's no time for me to make alternate arrangements, so that the state is Given it's excuse to claim I can't do the job properly and they "have" to step in for dad's own good. And right now, I'm about to the point emotionally where I'm ready to throw my hands up, scream "I QUIT" at the top of my lungs, and tell the social worker "I don't care any more - do what you want, because I'm beyond giving a shit what happens to anyone but ME." eta: Australia..... hmmmmm.. with winter about to set in here, which means summer is about to start There..... I'm betting that I could finagle a way to get a passport if I decide to simply escape and run away from home.......
< Message edited by hizgeorgiapeach -- 9/17/2009 4:01:03 PM >
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