Hello again
I write to you today as a popsicle. It is Ok when I leave at noon or one pm. But when I am coming home, I leave the hospital at 7 to 7:30 and it is cold, well it is frezing cold out. And I have absolutly nothing to help me keep warm. I have no warm wool coat. No gloves or a scarf. Actually no sweaters either. One pair of jeans with holes in the pocket and a pair of Kakis. The shoes I own have holes in the soul, so if it is wet out, I walk around with wet socks all day long.
A few years ago I was 50 lbs heavier and the cold did not bother me that much. But now, I am not that and the cold is really bothering me. I really need to good warm coat and gloves and a scarf/
And now mom is being discharged and I have no phone to contact the homes to find mom a good place. Yes I want mom to live with me. But I am leaving that up to GOD. Until then mom needs a good place to live. I need to get a second opinion on moms health. I have none, and I need to speak with the doctors an social worker more now than every.
Now if the PGT would keep there word I would be able to do all of this and more as well as move to White Rock.
Trying to get the PGT to keep their word seems like the only way to do it, is to picket them and put up sign's all over the place infront of their building.
I don't have to do this if they do what is needed to do. Mom needs her drinks and snacks and if I want mom to eat dinner I need to bring it for her. I really don't care about myself and my lack of eating I only care about mom having a decent meal and if she won't eat what the hospital provides than she will eat what I make. After all mom started me off on this cooking journey I have been on.
Mom no longer will let anyone else put her to bed but me. As menitoned as soon as I get their the only thing the staff have to do is take her to the bathroom and get her ready for bed. Mom is in my hands the moment I arrive. And mom knows that. This is a good thing.
I would love to write more. I am filed with thoughts, but it is 2:30 in the morning, PST and I need to go to bed.
GOD Bless and good night
Kris
"Never worry about numbers.
Help one person at a time,
and always start with
the person nearest you."
- Mother Teresa
