u/MaryBitchards

Guess they just don't bother to do this stuff at night anymore? This is not a big city. It shouldn't take an hour to travel 4 miles at 3:00PM. But here we are.

Went to visit Mom after a hellish week at work only to find the insurance goblin telling me they've decided it's not medically necessary for Mom to continue getting PT/OT at the facility she was sent to for the express purpose of doing PT/OT until she was strong enough to go back to her AL.

Her AL won't take her back until she's weight-bearing, she won't be for another month, and they're kicking her out in 2 weeks. They told me we're welcome to private-pay, to which I responded that I'll start buying lottery tickets and hope it's my lucky day.

We are so far beyond screwed we can't even see screwed from where we're sitting. My sister and I both have FT jobs and neither of us is independently wealthy.

Anyone have any ideas? Any experience with this situation? A few million to give away? McKenzie Scott, if you're reading this...

I posted a while back about how my almost 90YO mother took a fall at her AL and shattered her ankle. They had to do surgery to stabilize it with plates and screws, etc. She got through it.

She's supposed to be non-weight bearing for 6 weeks. All of you know how hard that is since she has no idea she broke it and no ability to think before she acts.

Now she's at an SNF that was supposed to be good (don't get me started). She's already fallen twice and last night, she ripped off the cast on her ankle. If she gets out of this place alive, I'll be surprised, frankly.

Fuck this disease. My sister and I are exhausted.

Hello, fellow travelers. I posted before about Mom falling in the AL and shattering her ankle. She's nearly 90 so surgery was risky but she got through it and is now in a skilled nursing facility for rehab, with an ankle that's mostly hardware. She's the bionic demented old woman.

It is not going well. This place was supposed to be good. And the RNs MD, and PT/OT people have been great. However, 98% of her care is from CNAs who seem to be a) clueless, b) indifferent, or c) meth addicts. Some of them appear to be a combo of the three.

The facility makes a big deal of insisting that their clothes be labeled with their names, but for the last two days they've dressed her in someone else's clearly-labeled clothing. It would take two seconds to look, but that's asking for too much apparently.

More serious than that is that they have zero clue how to do their jobs and no interest in trying. Every time she needs to go to the bathroom, some CNA shows up and tried to get her on a walker. She's supposed to be non-weight-bearing for six weeks, as her orders clearly indicate. The PT left orders that two people have to take her to the bathroom with a wheelchair, but none of them seem aware of that. My sister and I feel like we have to be there all the time and we both work full-time jobs.

She's already been found on the floor once and I'm surprised it was only once. They have no bed alarms because that would be "restraint". And her new obsession is ripping her cast off with her fingers. She even tried to do it multiple times in front of us today. This is not a staff that will stop her.

This will not end well and there's nothing we can do.

My mother was found on the floor of her room at the assisted living this morning. Her ankle was broken and dislocated and they don't know how long she was on the floor. Huge bruises on her arm and elbow on the same side, too.

The ankle is so bad they have to do internal fixation surgery on it in the morning, which is pretty dicey for a 90YO woman. Makes it even sadder that she doesn't understand any of this. The doctors said it was good that my sister and I were both there so she was seeing familiar faces.

Once again, her mood improved 80% once we got into a room with a TV and found a Friends marathon. Thanks again, Aniston! Love your hair products.

I just got a creepy little voicemail from Pennsylvania that said only "Is EJ Anderson with the Platner campaign?"

WEIRD.

It would probably carry more weight if I had any idea who that is. In any case, what do we think is going on with this creepiness?

Mom had a stroke a few years ago and it affected her ability to speak and sent her into assisted living. Of course, her condition has gotten worse since then.

We always had a verrrrrrrry problematic relationship until the dementia took hold years ago and since then, she's been so nice to me. It's like she's the mom I always needed since she forgot why she hated me all those years. I feel like I'm being re-parented and legit want to see her and talk to her now.

One of the staff answered the phone tonight and said Mom handed the phone to her but she put Mom on the phone and we had a brief chat. She was talking about going to her mother's house again, which is pretty standard these days despite her mother dying in like 1992. I kept telling her "We don't have to deal with that today, let's talk about it tomorrow."

It was good to hear her voice, which is something I never, ever would've thought I would say.

And several more have driven by. Several gray ones too. What is up? It's creeping me out.