We/I finally found the owner of the dog. He was two miles away from home when I found him....they were sure he had been shot by a deer hunter...I hope they keep him closer to home from now on....DH will miss the dog, and actually, so will I--there's something about an older dog that's already "broken in"--you don't have to teach it all the doggie-manners that you have to teach a younger dog...but....we do have five other dogs that need attention, too....and most of them are already "broken in" too :-)
My mom is, apparently, being discharged from the geri-psych unit tomorrow. So right now, the tentative plan is to bring her back to her apartment, and see how things go until Monday or Tuesday and at that point decide if she'll be moving. I did look at the dementia/memory care assisted living, and I do believe that it's what my mom really needs. But, of course, it's not that cut and dried, because it's quite a bit more expensive than where she has been living. Her current apartment with services is about $3,000 a month (not a typo, for those of you who have never had a parent in a "facility"). The demential care assisted living would run about $5,000 a month. That's quite a difference. My mom is not rich. Her funds consist of social security and the money she got when we sold her modest house (we sold it for about $160,000). So it will run out. And since we don't have an "official" plan in place as far as my mom moving yet, it seems like we should give it the old "schoolyard try" and see if she can make it for another couple of months before she moves. I'm rather doubtful. And I'm a little bit more comfortable with the idea of her moving, now that I've seen where she would probably be going. It's a pretty nice place, a lot newer than where she lives now, and LOCKED. She would have more attention there than she does (from the aides) at her apartment right now. But she would have to give up her cat. I'm not sure how big of a deal that would be for her. Sometimes I don't think she'd notice much, and sometimes I think she really depends on him. I guess we'll have to see what happens.
Oh--and yes, I'm stressed out about all this. I wasn't ready for my mom to come home yet. I wish she could stay there for another month. It's so nice to know that she's someplace where they know what she really needs....now comes the hardest part, I guess, seeing if she can handle her apartment for a few more months or not....luckily, if she does end up moving, the weather is still pretty nice....
And DD. I don't know how I'm going to make it three more years with this crap. Let's see....yesterday she threatened another kid at school and the kid's parents called us. DH told them that it was ok for them to call the school--that maybe they could do something. DH was, I could tell, on the brink of a mood swing, so I told him not to even bring it up with DD, because if they both have short fuses, there's no telling what could happen....
So then today the school called and DD had apparently written or copied some kind of poem about "I want to die" and something about school. It was about two years ago that she told a bunch of kids at school that she had a "hit list" and that they were all on it, so the school takes things rather seriously. Apparently when DD was confronted by a teacher (or an administrator, I don't know which one) regarding the poem, she had a tantrum there in school. And refused to go to the EBD room to calm herself down. So they called us about that. I was visiting my mom at the time.
So apparently then she got home and had a tantrum because she didn't want to do her chores. And so DH had said "Ok, then I'll do them." And she just flew into another rage. DH was so mad that he was yelling at me when he was telling me this stuff. I'm just so sick of all of it. I'm sick of DH's drama and DD's drama. I've got enough real-life drama, and I wish they'd both just shut up.
It's three more years until DD graduates if she manages to stay out of jail until then. I have no idea how I'm going to do it.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Thank goodness, I think.
Posted by Carol at 8:55 PM
Labels: "That Guy", adoption, anger, assisted living, bipolar, daughter, dementia, dogs, husband, medications, mood swings, parenting, pets
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Bless you for caring enough to find the dog's owner. The world needs more people like you. Hang in there!
I'm glad all worked out well for the dog...:)
Is there any kind of support groups through the hospital or online that could be an outlet you and DH in handling DD? I know right? You can't even get to the other support group. There has got to be another resource for you guys somewhere. People who have gone through this and were able to come up with some ideas or solutions.
One crisis at time would be a refreshing change huh?
Again, at least you did well with the doggie.....don't lose sight of your good deed.
[It's three more years until DD graduates if she manages to stay out of jail until then. I have no idea how I'm going to do it.]
One day at a time, Carol, that is all you can do. Scripture says that we shouldn't worry about tomorrow, because each day has its' own evil things to deal with, so worrying about something 3 years down the road is an exercise in futility, you know? I have a 13 yr old granddaughter who looks to be headed for trouble unless my dd (divorced) can get her in hand, which is difficult, since she works full-time AND goes to college. You just have to do the best you can, and leave the rest to God. Call on Him, give Him what you are anxious about, and He will carry whatever burden you have. I know this from experience. Take care of yourself!!
The school didn't have any ideas?
Granted I don't have any either, but this can't be the first time they've seen this.
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