A Weekend of a LOT
Aug. 6th, 2023 09:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
catherineldfWhich always bodes well with me of late, doesn't it? The week was exhausting - the second shot hasn't worked as well on my leg and I'm still in a lot of pain, which is impacting my sleep. Thursday morning, I woke up with a killer migraine and had to miss a half day of work (unpaid, since I have no vacation or sick time). Then I got a note from a friend, who had bought a ticket to a Thursday night MN Fringe show on the assumption we were going together. So I decided to pull it together and join him. The show itself was mildly amusing but needed more time to bake. And the weather, which my headache but not the weather service, had predicted, turned semi-apocalyptic. We couldn't see across the street through the driving rain so we had to stay put for an extra half hour.
Then we got out and I started driving home, which is when it got really nasty. I made it back much later than planned and got to bed late, then had trouble sleeping due to pain. Then had to get up on Friday morning for our first official attempt at getting Jana into adult daycare. I got out her out the door, then we almost got hit by a big tow truck, then nearly hit again when the drive jacknifed it in the residential street that i turned into to avoid getting hit. Then we got to the daycare and discovered that they had no record of Jana starting that day.
But they got her seemingly settled, I filled out paperwork and took off. Got home, was able to work for about 2 hours and then she started calling. I told her I would get her at 1PM. Then the daycare called - she had made 3 escape attempts, one of them resulting in her ducking out the staff entrance and trying to walk away. Once back inside, she just kept hitting the door to make the alarm go off. So I had to go and fetch her home again. They're willing to give her another try if she calms down, but in the meantime, this is catastrophically bad news. It means I don't get a break, she'll keep getting lost when I stop watching her and there is a much greater likelihood of her ending her days in a locked ward on the bad drugs. And there are no other adult daycares within easy driving distance that aren't culturally specific (she does not speak Somali or Spanish, for example) to try elsewhere. The paperwork for the funding application is filed, but I have no idea how long that will take to move forward for things like transportation nor am I sure that I can get her to ride in a van someplace, then hang out there for the day. If I can't, my job ends being at risk because I'm chasing after her and there's greater opportunity for her to get hurt.
So not enough sleep Friday either, because I had tickets to another show and went to that with friends and got back later again. We did manage the farmer's market and errands on Saturday. I did some food preservation stuff before crashing and burning to read and watch TV. And today was, of the day I had made arrangements to drive out to Prairie Oaks, the eco memorial place, to scatter my mother's ashes. In the rain, naturally. It was pleasant and I felt okay about letting her go into the wind at a nature preserve, but I was shaky when I got back into town. Now I am unreasonably tired. But I am writing and editing a bit tonight, because, dammit, I'm not giving up. But I would really like life to be less grindingly exciting. :-(((
Then we got out and I started driving home, which is when it got really nasty. I made it back much later than planned and got to bed late, then had trouble sleeping due to pain. Then had to get up on Friday morning for our first official attempt at getting Jana into adult daycare. I got out her out the door, then we almost got hit by a big tow truck, then nearly hit again when the drive jacknifed it in the residential street that i turned into to avoid getting hit. Then we got to the daycare and discovered that they had no record of Jana starting that day.
But they got her seemingly settled, I filled out paperwork and took off. Got home, was able to work for about 2 hours and then she started calling. I told her I would get her at 1PM. Then the daycare called - she had made 3 escape attempts, one of them resulting in her ducking out the staff entrance and trying to walk away. Once back inside, she just kept hitting the door to make the alarm go off. So I had to go and fetch her home again. They're willing to give her another try if she calms down, but in the meantime, this is catastrophically bad news. It means I don't get a break, she'll keep getting lost when I stop watching her and there is a much greater likelihood of her ending her days in a locked ward on the bad drugs. And there are no other adult daycares within easy driving distance that aren't culturally specific (she does not speak Somali or Spanish, for example) to try elsewhere. The paperwork for the funding application is filed, but I have no idea how long that will take to move forward for things like transportation nor am I sure that I can get her to ride in a van someplace, then hang out there for the day. If I can't, my job ends being at risk because I'm chasing after her and there's greater opportunity for her to get hurt.
So not enough sleep Friday either, because I had tickets to another show and went to that with friends and got back later again. We did manage the farmer's market and errands on Saturday. I did some food preservation stuff before crashing and burning to read and watch TV. And today was, of the day I had made arrangements to drive out to Prairie Oaks, the eco memorial place, to scatter my mother's ashes. In the rain, naturally. It was pleasant and I felt okay about letting her go into the wind at a nature preserve, but I was shaky when I got back into town. Now I am unreasonably tired. But I am writing and editing a bit tonight, because, dammit, I'm not giving up. But I would really like life to be less grindingly exciting. :-(((
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Date: 2023-08-07 03:21 am (UTC)Re Jana, we were lucky in that my sister knows someone whose ENTIRE JOB is finding decent places for memory care of various sorts, for what people can afford. Surely if there's someone like that here, for one county, there might be in other states?
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