It's been hectic, still haven't done all that is needed. I guess we were all hoping that she realized how safe and well loved she is there and would postpone coming home. One of the aides actually called off the day shift because she could not bear saying goodbye. Tearful day for all.
So .... did she make a list of food items and essentials for the house? No. I thought Chris was instructed, he thought I was. Nothing. Did she realize the fireman meetings are on Thursday from 5 to 8? Yes and expected them to not go. They are obligated. Are there any caregivers in place? Nope. And then there's the background issue that shoves the thorn deeper. I'm eating Tums today like M&Ms.
I am getting ready to make a kugel and soup for her for tonight and tomorrow, will be going over later. Mark and Chris are at the facility now, bringing home the rest of her stuff along with the new huge TV. He will come to pick me up later. I can understand wanting to be home and not thinking you could be there for ten years! But the timing (and its reason) is really frosting my cake. Waiting for everything to be in place, both house and care, would have been easier on everyone.
I just get nastier. And louder.
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