02-20-2019, 07:16 PM
My mom has been showing some improvement this week. Her pain levels are lowered (her meds are upped) and she's making some small steps of progress. She seemed a bit brighter even, although a little spacey due to all the oxy. I've been sorting through insurance papers and other odd bills for her. That's been a hassle but she has no online presence, so once I got her policy number, I was able to set up her insurance account online through my email. Calling up all these places is a major snarl of phone trees and waiting on hold.
Tomorrow is her weekly medical review (postponed from Tuesday because of Prez Day) plus a neuro check (postponed from last week because my mom got confused and denied it). I'll spend the day with her on those. Then insurance will review again. I really hope they won't discharge her because she's not ready and with my office move next week, I really have to be there for that. If she gets discharged, that'll be the universe fucking me super hard and rough. I really don't know what I'll do - maybe she'll just have to stay and pay out of pocket.
My cousin said he can help out next week. Her next review, assuming she isn't discharged, will be next Tuesday, the office moving day, and I'll have to be in the office for that. No one can move my crap but me. But that's next week and we're in day-to-day mode. It's been that way ever since this started, and I'm getting really frustrated by it.
There's these really horrid painting decorating the hallways, mostly of Paris. I find them amusing because I doubt the artist ever saw Paris. There's one of the Moulin Rouge where Moulin is spelled Mouiln. I know it doesn't look like that at all - that street was sleaze central and a major lowpoint of our stay there. There's also one of Notre Dame in front of Eiffel which totally doesn't work because those places aren't in eyeshot of each other, plus one of the Arc de Triomphe (that one isn't so bad). They do make me happy though because they bring back fond memories of last year's trip. Things were so wonderful then and I'll savor those memories for the rest of my life.
Fingers crossed for tomorrow.
Tomorrow is her weekly medical review (postponed from Tuesday because of Prez Day) plus a neuro check (postponed from last week because my mom got confused and denied it). I'll spend the day with her on those. Then insurance will review again. I really hope they won't discharge her because she's not ready and with my office move next week, I really have to be there for that. If she gets discharged, that'll be the universe fucking me super hard and rough. I really don't know what I'll do - maybe she'll just have to stay and pay out of pocket.
My cousin said he can help out next week. Her next review, assuming she isn't discharged, will be next Tuesday, the office moving day, and I'll have to be in the office for that. No one can move my crap but me. But that's next week and we're in day-to-day mode. It's been that way ever since this started, and I'm getting really frustrated by it.
There's these really horrid painting decorating the hallways, mostly of Paris. I find them amusing because I doubt the artist ever saw Paris. There's one of the Moulin Rouge where Moulin is spelled Mouiln. I know it doesn't look like that at all - that street was sleaze central and a major lowpoint of our stay there. There's also one of Notre Dame in front of Eiffel which totally doesn't work because those places aren't in eyeshot of each other, plus one of the Arc de Triomphe (that one isn't so bad). They do make me happy though because they bring back fond memories of last year's trip. Things were so wonderful then and I'll savor those memories for the rest of my life.
Fingers crossed for tomorrow.
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