Hello again
so I just want to state that, I know my mother was not cleaned from lunch as they had hamburgers for lunch and that was what was on her lap.
Now today the social worker writes me and tells me that he will let me know when funds are available for me to access. Come on now.
So this means, once again, mom has to go without. Well I have a budget for my bus pass and I am now using these funds to purchase what my mother needs. Her drinks and snacks and dinner's for her.
This means, I will not have the $151. to buy the bus pass for March. And of course they won't even give a crap that I am using these funds to get mom what she needs.
I still need to get mom shoes. And now drinks and snacks etc....
So the PGT tells me he put an extra $300 in the account, but of course that is a lie. Another lie to add to the list of lies they tell.
I turn in receipts and nothing. I wait and wait for the, whatever is that the game that they play. This is always a game. And it is going to stop. I will take everything to the media.
I will not tolerate being defamed like I was and am. The abuse is going to stop.
This is why I set up adsaac to help stop this. And I cannot do this without the needed funds to finish the web site, and fight the cause that I fight.
I need your financial assistance. I know I am read by over 30 different countries. So now, I will go onto the web and download all information from every country in the world and I will write a standard letter and send it to each of these countries and ask for there help. Why not it won't hurt anything. What is the worst they can say to me. NO. Well I get nothing from everyone now. So it wont hurt to even try.
Now my great aunt has finally succumb to this disease. She is now not able to stay in her home. And has moved to a seniors complex. Well she lasted a long time. She is 86 years old. and up to this year she drove her own car and ran a house.
This disease is a horrific disease, it takes a persons life away. On top of one having to deal with this disease. One gets stuck in a place an is left up to the mercy of the staff. Who, as I have shown, over and over again. Don't give a rats ------ about the patients.
It is wide spread abuse. My mother is only one out of thousands and thousands of people who suffer each and everyday.
This again, is why I started adsaac to help put and end to this abuse. Not just by the hands of the care staff, but also by the hands of the PGT. And every province, state and country has a PGT Public Guardian and trustee who say they are there to help seniors against abuse.But are in fact one of the largest abusers of them all. And are backed by their governments.
I write about my mother and how she feels and thinks. How I feel and think and react to this. How at times I just want to end my own life, because it seems so difficult to deal with. But I remember, my mother is locked up and cant go anywhere or even have any rights.
As I stated the other day. Mom sitting for 5 hours, with her lunch on her lap, not taken to the washroom, not given anything to drink. Sitting dehydrated for this entire time.Waiting for me to come and rescue her. Which is what I have to do all the time.
I cant even enjoy my mothers company, as I have to constantly deal with something with these people.
Enough already. This why, at times I feel like giving up. But wait, this is exactly what they want me to do. This way they can do what ever they want to all who come into contact with them.
I have been around this now, for 15 years and know what happens in the, so called, care homes. What happens to our loved ones.
70% of the patients don't have anyone coming to see them and are relying on the proper care of the staff.
Don't get me wrong, not all who work in this field are guilty of abuse. There are allot of the staff who are their to care for and love their patients. Who want to be in this field, out of genuine love for other people.
But their are the ones who are just their because they have a good job and make good money. And will have a excellent retirement package waiting for them after their 40 years of service. It is those who are not their to take care of the patients who should be weeded out and fired, or yet charged with abuse.
I get threats all the time by this place. Telling me if I don't do things their way and listen to everything the staff tell me, they will stop me from visiting my mother. Even though I am her only source of support.
Certainly not my sisters, who don't care at all about my mother. The funds have dried up and they cant get anymore to pay for their mortgage or anything else.
This is why I turned my parents down for help in getting a place. If I cant do it on my own, it just wont happen. I guess.
Getting late, and as always I could write for ever.
Have to go, try to eat something as it is 2:40 am on Saturday now. Have to get up at 9:00am to get things done.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
WHAT IS ABUSE
Is abuse, when I arrive to visit mom today. At 5:05 pm to find that my mother's lunch was still in her lap. Mom's face was filthy dirty, from lunch. That mom's teeth were full of her lunch.
Mom sat there from, at least 12:00 pm. When her lunch was. She did not get taken to the washroom for 5 hours. Mom was not given anything to drink for 5 hours. Mom was dehydrated. I should know, I find her this way very often. This is why mom drinks as much as she does. It is a good thing.
Mom was not even cleaned up for 5 hours, until I got their and cleaned her up.
What is abuse. Is this it. I think so. And what do I get. I get threats by the Director. Threatening to stop me from being able to see my mother.
And the PGT who is suppose to be their mom, makes threats against me as well. Telling me they will stop access to the comfort funds. For me to get mom her items she needs. Fruit and drinks etc...
Then the social worker does the same thing. But he just tells me there is no funds right now.
As now, mom needs everything. I am down to her last coke, and mom is drinking it now.
And then tonight, while I am putting on her lotion. I notice that mom is crying. A good cry, though. but crying because I am their for her and do what I do for her. The spa treatment. And bringing her dinner. And just being.
Well I love my mother. I am enjoying my life more now, than I have every enjoyed. I would never give this up for anything.
My mother is my life, and I am proud of what I am doing.
I went to see an advocate yesterday and he was telling me I am trying to do to much and should just worry about looking after my mother and my company. www.adsaac.com
I tell him good idea. He tells me to get some help with my company and the issues surrounding mom.
Then I tell him I have asked and asked for help for years now. I asked friends, who I thought were my friends for help. And nothing. I ask everyone I can for help. And I don't get any help at all. I just get threats and abuse.
I have even put it out their, that I need help and anything that y'all can help me with I would appreciate. And no response. At all, even though you know what it is I am going through.
I really need help, financial help.
I am tired of this abuse, and why should mom be going through this, when, these are the people who there to help her.
He still tells me that I should only be concentrating on taking care of mom and the business.
I know all of this. I need help, I ask and nothing.
My next step is to take all of this to the media. I have pictures of all bruises, mom has had over the years.
As I did tonight. Well I got my $20 dollars from welfare yesterday and I spent the money getting mom fruit and items to make her a nice dinner tonight. Some fresh pasta, sauce and fruit, pudding and some of her chocolate she likes.
I got myself some spaghetti. Good enough. I am not even hungry, I have no appetite. I am to upset at the abuse my mother has to go through. And if I were to have said anything about it. The staff would of made up something, to try to have me banned from seeing mom.
So where do I go from here.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris
Mom sat there from, at least 12:00 pm. When her lunch was. She did not get taken to the washroom for 5 hours. Mom was not given anything to drink for 5 hours. Mom was dehydrated. I should know, I find her this way very often. This is why mom drinks as much as she does. It is a good thing.
Mom was not even cleaned up for 5 hours, until I got their and cleaned her up.
What is abuse. Is this it. I think so. And what do I get. I get threats by the Director. Threatening to stop me from being able to see my mother.
And the PGT who is suppose to be their mom, makes threats against me as well. Telling me they will stop access to the comfort funds. For me to get mom her items she needs. Fruit and drinks etc...
Then the social worker does the same thing. But he just tells me there is no funds right now.
As now, mom needs everything. I am down to her last coke, and mom is drinking it now.
And then tonight, while I am putting on her lotion. I notice that mom is crying. A good cry, though. but crying because I am their for her and do what I do for her. The spa treatment. And bringing her dinner. And just being.
Well I love my mother. I am enjoying my life more now, than I have every enjoyed. I would never give this up for anything.
My mother is my life, and I am proud of what I am doing.
I went to see an advocate yesterday and he was telling me I am trying to do to much and should just worry about looking after my mother and my company. www.adsaac.com
I tell him good idea. He tells me to get some help with my company and the issues surrounding mom.
Then I tell him I have asked and asked for help for years now. I asked friends, who I thought were my friends for help. And nothing. I ask everyone I can for help. And I don't get any help at all. I just get threats and abuse.
I have even put it out their, that I need help and anything that y'all can help me with I would appreciate. And no response. At all, even though you know what it is I am going through.
I really need help, financial help.
I am tired of this abuse, and why should mom be going through this, when, these are the people who there to help her.
He still tells me that I should only be concentrating on taking care of mom and the business.
I know all of this. I need help, I ask and nothing.
My next step is to take all of this to the media. I have pictures of all bruises, mom has had over the years.
As I did tonight. Well I got my $20 dollars from welfare yesterday and I spent the money getting mom fruit and items to make her a nice dinner tonight. Some fresh pasta, sauce and fruit, pudding and some of her chocolate she likes.
I got myself some spaghetti. Good enough. I am not even hungry, I have no appetite. I am to upset at the abuse my mother has to go through. And if I were to have said anything about it. The staff would of made up something, to try to have me banned from seeing mom.
So where do I go from here.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
It does not stop
Hello again
I came home tonight to my kitchen being a complete mess. This is what I am saying about the fact that I have to move and the promises of the PGT have failed not only my mother, but myself as well.
I am in this situation because everything I owned was stolen and the police did nothing about it. Well they couldn't. They could not find the person.
And I am stuck living like a pig. Because I have no control over the people who live with me.
I have nothing.
Yes I made the choice to give up my life to look after my mother. And I am glad I did this. Yes there is stress. Allot of stress.
I have to deal with the PGT all the time. I have to deal with slanderous statements by staff at Oceanside. I have to deal with not being able to even get a copy of the incident report.
They are holding my mother hostage. Mom should of been moved by now. My name is ruined because of these staff members.
My mother has to suffer. Not having proper shoes, no funds available to get the shoes. Even though I am told there is the funds.
I can't get enough of these funds to make a difference. There should be $500. available to me. Not so. One tells me to talk to the other.
More abuse.
Mom tells me she no longer wants to be their. Tonight is another example of this. I have not been feeling well, and I have been getting up late the last two days. Which means I get to White Rock late. And tonight, mom's dinner was on the other side of the table, beyond mom's reach. I get their and mom is trying to reach her dinner. And on top of this, mom is needing to go to the washroom right now. I mean right now. I bring her to her room, and mom does not even want to have a drink. She has to go so badly.
Finally, she get to go to the washroom and changed and ready for bed. And they tell me, "your mother went well tonight. she had a poo" Well I new she had to go to the washroom and she needed to go number 2.
I know my mother and what she needs. And it is not Oceanside or the PGT .
Mom needs to be in a home, living with me. So I can take care of her properly. So she can enjoy what is left of her life. To see everything she has missed for the last 7 years. Being locked up in theses places and not taken anywhere.
Yes I will admit I am a looser. I have had no car, can't afford one, in dept. Trying to get out of dept. Complaining about everything.
I made the choice to live and look after mom, and I no what that meant. I live below poverty.
I just wish I could win the lottery, so I can get a house for mom and I to live in. With a back yard. And when she passes. I will just sell the house and give the money to charity. I will have no use for it then .
My world will be over and there will be nothing left to live for.
Yes I am trying to start adsaac.com, but I don't even have the time or money to finish the web site and get it up on a proper hosting site.
I cant turn this french nonsense off on this computer. Every so often it turns on and I cant even use the comma key. It give me รจ that is what I get.
Back I go. So mom wants out of Oceanside, and I don't blame her. I want her out now. It seems they are holding mom hostage. They dope her up anytime they wish. As today. Stoned out of it. You can tell by the pupils of her eyes.
Global TV is now doing a story on needing better care for our seniors.
I write and write and nothing is done. Not even a response.
I ask for help, not for me, but for my mother. All I get goes to my mother. This is why I have lost over 80 lbs. Mom is first, I am last. That is just the way it has to be.
I don't even date. Have not had a girlfriend in, well I don't know how long it has been. It is OK. It is not like I don't attract women. I do, and they are very attractive at that. I am surprise sometimes, at the women who are attracted to me. But they can not handle the fact I do this for my mother and wont change for them.
Mom and moms happiness is more important to me than they are. Mom is first. I will never put this aside. Even now, being sick. Wanting to stay in bed, but getting up and going, as mom cant go anywhere.Mom is stuck where she is and not able to get out. So I get my ass out of bed, get ready and go.
It is not like someone out of the blue is going to help me out and get me a car to take mom out. Or someone is going to help me out with furniture to furnish a place.
Believe me, I have asked. And no replies.
I write everyone who I can think of, to ask for help. And nothing. I write this, as someone has to let the world know, what actually happens to our loved ones. Based on what is happening to my mother.
I cant, no matter the fact, that no one helps. Stop from writing and being their for mom. Period.
I love my mother, and will give up everything for her. My life, my health, my everything. And in return I get so much more than I thought I would get. Or expect to get.
I have to leave right now, I could write forever tonight.
But I need to go.
GOD bless and good night
Kris
I came home tonight to my kitchen being a complete mess. This is what I am saying about the fact that I have to move and the promises of the PGT have failed not only my mother, but myself as well.
I am in this situation because everything I owned was stolen and the police did nothing about it. Well they couldn't. They could not find the person.
And I am stuck living like a pig. Because I have no control over the people who live with me.
I have nothing.
Yes I made the choice to give up my life to look after my mother. And I am glad I did this. Yes there is stress. Allot of stress.
I have to deal with the PGT all the time. I have to deal with slanderous statements by staff at Oceanside. I have to deal with not being able to even get a copy of the incident report.
They are holding my mother hostage. Mom should of been moved by now. My name is ruined because of these staff members.
My mother has to suffer. Not having proper shoes, no funds available to get the shoes. Even though I am told there is the funds.
I can't get enough of these funds to make a difference. There should be $500. available to me. Not so. One tells me to talk to the other.
More abuse.
Mom tells me she no longer wants to be their. Tonight is another example of this. I have not been feeling well, and I have been getting up late the last two days. Which means I get to White Rock late. And tonight, mom's dinner was on the other side of the table, beyond mom's reach. I get their and mom is trying to reach her dinner. And on top of this, mom is needing to go to the washroom right now. I mean right now. I bring her to her room, and mom does not even want to have a drink. She has to go so badly.
Finally, she get to go to the washroom and changed and ready for bed. And they tell me, "your mother went well tonight. she had a poo" Well I new she had to go to the washroom and she needed to go number 2.
I know my mother and what she needs. And it is not Oceanside or the PGT .
Mom needs to be in a home, living with me. So I can take care of her properly. So she can enjoy what is left of her life. To see everything she has missed for the last 7 years. Being locked up in theses places and not taken anywhere.
Yes I will admit I am a looser. I have had no car, can't afford one, in dept. Trying to get out of dept. Complaining about everything.
I made the choice to live and look after mom, and I no what that meant. I live below poverty.
I just wish I could win the lottery, so I can get a house for mom and I to live in. With a back yard. And when she passes. I will just sell the house and give the money to charity. I will have no use for it then .
My world will be over and there will be nothing left to live for.
Yes I am trying to start adsaac.com, but I don't even have the time or money to finish the web site and get it up on a proper hosting site.
I cant turn this french nonsense off on this computer. Every so often it turns on and I cant even use the comma key. It give me รจ that is what I get.
Back I go. So mom wants out of Oceanside, and I don't blame her. I want her out now. It seems they are holding mom hostage. They dope her up anytime they wish. As today. Stoned out of it. You can tell by the pupils of her eyes.
Global TV is now doing a story on needing better care for our seniors.
I write and write and nothing is done. Not even a response.
I ask for help, not for me, but for my mother. All I get goes to my mother. This is why I have lost over 80 lbs. Mom is first, I am last. That is just the way it has to be.
I don't even date. Have not had a girlfriend in, well I don't know how long it has been. It is OK. It is not like I don't attract women. I do, and they are very attractive at that. I am surprise sometimes, at the women who are attracted to me. But they can not handle the fact I do this for my mother and wont change for them.
Mom and moms happiness is more important to me than they are. Mom is first. I will never put this aside. Even now, being sick. Wanting to stay in bed, but getting up and going, as mom cant go anywhere.Mom is stuck where she is and not able to get out. So I get my ass out of bed, get ready and go.
It is not like someone out of the blue is going to help me out and get me a car to take mom out. Or someone is going to help me out with furniture to furnish a place.
Believe me, I have asked. And no replies.
I write everyone who I can think of, to ask for help. And nothing. I write this, as someone has to let the world know, what actually happens to our loved ones. Based on what is happening to my mother.
I cant, no matter the fact, that no one helps. Stop from writing and being their for mom. Period.
I love my mother, and will give up everything for her. My life, my health, my everything. And in return I get so much more than I thought I would get. Or expect to get.
I have to leave right now, I could write forever tonight.
But I need to go.
GOD bless and good night
Kris
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Monday, Feb, 12
Hello again
So today I was feeling really crappy. I have not had a cold or flu in 10 years or so. And I am in the middle of one now. This is due to the fact that I have lost over 80 lbs in less than a year. And it was not from exercising or dieting. It was the old fashion starvation diet. I did not even get out of bed until after 2:00 pm and I was not going to go and see mom today. But I have made a promise to my mother and told her no matter what I will be their everyday. So I got my butt out of bed and got ready and left.
I have not been skinny like this before. I have been thin, but I worked out all the time and was in great shape. I am freezing cold all the time now. No matter what I can't get warm. I can pile on the clothing. well what little I have, and nothing. Cold, cold and cold, is what I am. ABUSE I SAY!
I am sick because of the PGT and their gross misconduct. And their abuse of their clients and family members. I do nothing but try to do what is right. And what I get is lies, told by the staff at Oceanside, And bigger lies told to me by the PGT Promises after promises and then, I did not say that. And a place that is suppose to take care of my mother.
So tonight I arrived at Oceanside at 6:30 pm. I found mom in her room, wheelchair locked, and mom facing the wall. I ran to her and found mom crying, and this is not acceptable. At least mom could be facing the door to see what is happening. But no, facing the wall, like a teacher would do in third grade when one is punished. Go to the corner and face the wall.
You see I can tell exactly what mom is thinking. Mom told me she does not like it their anymore. It is a very unacceptable place. It is turning out to be not as it was to be. A safe heaven for our loved one's to get better at.
Mom wants out and I want her out now! This is unexceptable. I cannot seem to email the Director and I cannot seem to get a copy of the incedent report, Concerning the aledget threat.
So I am not impressed with everything and everyone. I do all this to help, not only my mother, but to help all who are going through and will go through this.
There are commercials on TV now, speaking out against the abuse of seniors. Now I go to this site, to send them an email. And no email address. A phone number, but no email.
Then I search the site for resources on seniors abuse and for BC, the only one that comes up, extremely often is, GUESS I let you know, THE PGT Over and over and over again. No other services are listed to help with the seniors abuse issue. Just the PGT
This is why I have started ADSAAC to provide an alternative to the PGT, To provide an online service where any and all can find the help they need.
But I need help, your help.
I need to move to White Rock and right now. You see I have two new roommates and they are both alcoholics and drug addicts. This is a non smoking house and they are smoking in the house. I come home to the place reeking of pot.
I am in this situation, because a few years ago, I had my own place, a two bedroom place. Completely furnished. Both bedrooms and everything. I decided to get a roommate for awhile. Well I get a roommate and a few months latter I go away to Abbotsford, mom is sick, and I wanted to be close by. I come home a few days latter and my apartment is empty. Completely and absolutely empty. Every single thing go, including all my clothing, My electronics, furniture etc... You get it.
I have nothing, can't afford to replace anything, I had to move and move into a furnished room. And I have been stuck this way for 3 years now. I need a pace of my own again and a place to have mom over.
The PGT knows this and exactly what happened back then and this past year agreed that they would hep me get out their and help for a car and everything I need. Come on with in reason. No $2000 couches of course.
But I need to go, I need rest, as I will, no matter how crappy I feel, I will always be their for mom.
GOD bless and good night
Kris
So today I was feeling really crappy. I have not had a cold or flu in 10 years or so. And I am in the middle of one now. This is due to the fact that I have lost over 80 lbs in less than a year. And it was not from exercising or dieting. It was the old fashion starvation diet. I did not even get out of bed until after 2:00 pm and I was not going to go and see mom today. But I have made a promise to my mother and told her no matter what I will be their everyday. So I got my butt out of bed and got ready and left.
I have not been skinny like this before. I have been thin, but I worked out all the time and was in great shape. I am freezing cold all the time now. No matter what I can't get warm. I can pile on the clothing. well what little I have, and nothing. Cold, cold and cold, is what I am. ABUSE I SAY!
I am sick because of the PGT and their gross misconduct. And their abuse of their clients and family members. I do nothing but try to do what is right. And what I get is lies, told by the staff at Oceanside, And bigger lies told to me by the PGT Promises after promises and then, I did not say that. And a place that is suppose to take care of my mother.
So tonight I arrived at Oceanside at 6:30 pm. I found mom in her room, wheelchair locked, and mom facing the wall. I ran to her and found mom crying, and this is not acceptable. At least mom could be facing the door to see what is happening. But no, facing the wall, like a teacher would do in third grade when one is punished. Go to the corner and face the wall.
You see I can tell exactly what mom is thinking. Mom told me she does not like it their anymore. It is a very unacceptable place. It is turning out to be not as it was to be. A safe heaven for our loved one's to get better at.
Mom wants out and I want her out now! This is unexceptable. I cannot seem to email the Director and I cannot seem to get a copy of the incedent report, Concerning the aledget threat.
So I am not impressed with everything and everyone. I do all this to help, not only my mother, but to help all who are going through and will go through this.
There are commercials on TV now, speaking out against the abuse of seniors. Now I go to this site, to send them an email. And no email address. A phone number, but no email.
Then I search the site for resources on seniors abuse and for BC, the only one that comes up, extremely often is, GUESS I let you know, THE PGT Over and over and over again. No other services are listed to help with the seniors abuse issue. Just the PGT
This is why I have started ADSAAC to provide an alternative to the PGT, To provide an online service where any and all can find the help they need.
But I need help, your help.
I need to move to White Rock and right now. You see I have two new roommates and they are both alcoholics and drug addicts. This is a non smoking house and they are smoking in the house. I come home to the place reeking of pot.
I am in this situation, because a few years ago, I had my own place, a two bedroom place. Completely furnished. Both bedrooms and everything. I decided to get a roommate for awhile. Well I get a roommate and a few months latter I go away to Abbotsford, mom is sick, and I wanted to be close by. I come home a few days latter and my apartment is empty. Completely and absolutely empty. Every single thing go, including all my clothing, My electronics, furniture etc... You get it.
I have nothing, can't afford to replace anything, I had to move and move into a furnished room. And I have been stuck this way for 3 years now. I need a pace of my own again and a place to have mom over.
The PGT knows this and exactly what happened back then and this past year agreed that they would hep me get out their and help for a car and everything I need. Come on with in reason. No $2000 couches of course.
But I need to go, I need rest, as I will, no matter how crappy I feel, I will always be their for mom.
GOD bless and good night
Kris
Monday, February 20, 2012
I am here
Hello again
I could not write last night as I got home after 12:00 am. And this due to the fact that the staff are making mom wait to be changed and taken to the bathroom. Tonight it was an hour that mom had to wait and she waited so long that mom actually went to the bathroom in her pants. Yes you heard me, in her pants.
As she waits, she gets mad at me, this is OK. I would rather mom get mad at me, then the staff. If she gets mad at the staff, they give her drugs, which they have been giving her anyways. To calm her down. And then she gets labeled as non complient and her discharge will be held off.
This is exactly how they do things around their. They make things up. They make my mother wait and wait. Meanwhile they chat with each other, and the halls are bare. They walk by the room, knowing mom needs to go to the bathroom.
They know anyways. As when I am finished with mom's beauty treatment. I open the door for the staff to know that mom is ready. This is nothing new. I have always done this. But now it is just abuse. Making mom wait so long that she had to go to the bathroom in her pants.
When I was putting mom to bed at night, I had mom in bed by 7:00pm. This is the time mom likes to be in bed. Now that the staff are playing a game with me, which by the way, they will loose, Mom does not get to bed until 8 :00 pm. Trust me on this one, I have a near perfect memory.
Now tell me what to think about this. So if I do not speak up for mom, and kiss their ass' mom get to bed at a normal time. But because I do speak up. They abuse her.
I WANT MY MOTHER OUT OF THEIR NOW!
To get away from these people.
And the worst one of all is this care aid named Heather. You see heather seems to think that this is her mother,or soemthing like that. She does not treat mom as a person, but as a baby. And I have seen her force feed mom, not giving mom time to finish what she is already chewing, before giving her more. This is becasue these staff members are to busy talking to each other. Not paying any attention to the paitient. To busy waitng for their breaks. And then dropping what they are doing and going on their break.
Now Heather, seems to think she can dictate to me what is what. Not so my dear. I am her son and I tell you what is going to happen.
She tells me to return the junk I threw out, that my sisters keep bringing mom, Lotions and creams etc.... that they buy at WallMart for pennies. I keep leaving messages to tell them not to bring or buy anymore of these items, as mom is covered. I take care of my mothers beauty products myself and they are not junk.
I just turned around and said if you would not keep allowing my sisters to take my mothers jewlery and clothing.
Now, mind you, at the present time and for a few months now, I have not been able to purchase these products. So I have received some of my mothers money to get them.
But if it were not for the PGT abusing my mother and myself. I would be able to purchase these products as I would not of had to buy everything at once. All of Junuary, the PGT refused to help mom out. With drinks, snacks, anything. Nothing.
And now, their still is not enough funds to get mom what she needs. Even though the PGT tells me that their is over $500.00 available and the hospital tells me, that this is not so. So they both try to play me.
Now the social worker is telling me to turn in the receipts. I do, and I am not going to go out of my way to make sure that the accountants can understand them.
They went to school for many years to understand this. I have not received enough to do anymore than get a few things. And certainly not a pair of shoes for mom.
I ordered some of these aire bras for mom, off the TV. The staff say, that it is to difficult for them to be messing around with bras. To bad, it is your job to treat these people with dignity and respect. Not to be so lazy that you cant even put a bra on them.
The hospital tells me I should not write anything about them, Well I say this.They should not of hired a single person from Valley View.
My mother is a human being and deserves the respect she should have. Not treated like a baby. Mom speaks and understands everything. GET IT.
I am extremely pissed off today and have been for a few days now.
I have been trying to get a copy of the incident report of the complaint from one of the staff members. But it seems every time I ask for it, I get sent to speak to someone else.
I even tried sending an email to the director tonight and it would not go through. I want and am entitled to a copy of this report.
I have to go now, as my back is just killing me. I now, have to bring my own towels to wash mom, as well as blankets to keep her warm, Tonight for example mom was dressed so poorly that when I got their she was cold. They don't do anything about her left arm.So I put a glove on her left hand tonight to keep the circulation going. Before they have to cut it off.
I have had to carry the blankets and towels out their and back and with no proper bags to carry everything in, I have injured myself. On top of the fact I have a concussions from walking into the bar, which I always raise up and then it is back down again.
I want to know why I cant be in my mothers room when they put her to bed.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
I could not write last night as I got home after 12:00 am. And this due to the fact that the staff are making mom wait to be changed and taken to the bathroom. Tonight it was an hour that mom had to wait and she waited so long that mom actually went to the bathroom in her pants. Yes you heard me, in her pants.
As she waits, she gets mad at me, this is OK. I would rather mom get mad at me, then the staff. If she gets mad at the staff, they give her drugs, which they have been giving her anyways. To calm her down. And then she gets labeled as non complient and her discharge will be held off.
This is exactly how they do things around their. They make things up. They make my mother wait and wait. Meanwhile they chat with each other, and the halls are bare. They walk by the room, knowing mom needs to go to the bathroom.
They know anyways. As when I am finished with mom's beauty treatment. I open the door for the staff to know that mom is ready. This is nothing new. I have always done this. But now it is just abuse. Making mom wait so long that she had to go to the bathroom in her pants.
When I was putting mom to bed at night, I had mom in bed by 7:00pm. This is the time mom likes to be in bed. Now that the staff are playing a game with me, which by the way, they will loose, Mom does not get to bed until 8 :00 pm. Trust me on this one, I have a near perfect memory.
Now tell me what to think about this. So if I do not speak up for mom, and kiss their ass' mom get to bed at a normal time. But because I do speak up. They abuse her.
I WANT MY MOTHER OUT OF THEIR NOW!
To get away from these people.
And the worst one of all is this care aid named Heather. You see heather seems to think that this is her mother,or soemthing like that. She does not treat mom as a person, but as a baby. And I have seen her force feed mom, not giving mom time to finish what she is already chewing, before giving her more. This is becasue these staff members are to busy talking to each other. Not paying any attention to the paitient. To busy waitng for their breaks. And then dropping what they are doing and going on their break.
Now Heather, seems to think she can dictate to me what is what. Not so my dear. I am her son and I tell you what is going to happen.
She tells me to return the junk I threw out, that my sisters keep bringing mom, Lotions and creams etc.... that they buy at WallMart for pennies. I keep leaving messages to tell them not to bring or buy anymore of these items, as mom is covered. I take care of my mothers beauty products myself and they are not junk.
I just turned around and said if you would not keep allowing my sisters to take my mothers jewlery and clothing.
Now, mind you, at the present time and for a few months now, I have not been able to purchase these products. So I have received some of my mothers money to get them.
But if it were not for the PGT abusing my mother and myself. I would be able to purchase these products as I would not of had to buy everything at once. All of Junuary, the PGT refused to help mom out. With drinks, snacks, anything. Nothing.
And now, their still is not enough funds to get mom what she needs. Even though the PGT tells me that their is over $500.00 available and the hospital tells me, that this is not so. So they both try to play me.
Now the social worker is telling me to turn in the receipts. I do, and I am not going to go out of my way to make sure that the accountants can understand them.
They went to school for many years to understand this. I have not received enough to do anymore than get a few things. And certainly not a pair of shoes for mom.
I ordered some of these aire bras for mom, off the TV. The staff say, that it is to difficult for them to be messing around with bras. To bad, it is your job to treat these people with dignity and respect. Not to be so lazy that you cant even put a bra on them.
The hospital tells me I should not write anything about them, Well I say this.They should not of hired a single person from Valley View.
My mother is a human being and deserves the respect she should have. Not treated like a baby. Mom speaks and understands everything. GET IT.
I am extremely pissed off today and have been for a few days now.
I have been trying to get a copy of the incident report of the complaint from one of the staff members. But it seems every time I ask for it, I get sent to speak to someone else.
I even tried sending an email to the director tonight and it would not go through. I want and am entitled to a copy of this report.
I have to go now, as my back is just killing me. I now, have to bring my own towels to wash mom, as well as blankets to keep her warm, Tonight for example mom was dressed so poorly that when I got their she was cold. They don't do anything about her left arm.So I put a glove on her left hand tonight to keep the circulation going. Before they have to cut it off.
I have had to carry the blankets and towels out their and back and with no proper bags to carry everything in, I have injured myself. On top of the fact I have a concussions from walking into the bar, which I always raise up and then it is back down again.
I want to know why I cant be in my mothers room when they put her to bed.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
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