Hello again
So tonight mom had to wait over an hour again before she was changed. This is due to the nurse that threatened me.
I can't believe nothing was done to her. No actions taken against her at all. So let me explain what goes on their. They can continue to make threats, as in telling me they will stop me from seeing mom. This happens every time they speak with me. The nurses can threaten me. And nothing is done to them.
They screw mom over by making her wait and sit in her own filth, for a long period of time. Without any thought of anyone else.
I don't want this nurse to go near mom. I don't want her to touch mom, give her medication or anything.
Now what do I do, I have paid rent for the place in White Rock. I haven't paid rent for the place I am in now. I don't have the money to do this, either.
This is a very hard decision for me to make.
I can't feasibly move to an empty place. With absolutely nothing in it and no money to buy anything.
I need $3000.00 minimum. And that is not even great stuff. This will barely cover the cost of filling up a entire one bedroom apartment. It won't even cover this, actually. I have checked prices all over the Lower Mainland and added everything up and the cost is way more than the $3000.00 I mentioned above. I don't even have any money at all, let alone what I need to move.
Everything was all worked out, a bed, moving costs, furniture. And then the ministry changed it's mind. And the PGT won't keep any of the promisses they have made, over the last 8 month's As in assisting me with dental work. Which I asked for those funds instead of using it for dentures, to use for this move. To get what I need, to make a place to bring mom over. Right away was my plan. I guess I am not allowed to make plans.
Or if I do, they don't work out. Well at least this plan.
I stay in Coquitlam, I have forks, knives, plates to eat off of. A couch to sit on. A kitchen table. And the most important is a bed, dresser and desk.
The new place I don't even have a fork or a plate. No TV or anything to sit on, eat off of, sleep on.
As you can see I have not a clue what to do.
I need to move to be closer to mom, and do more for her, and with her. Now I have no way of moving my belongings. What little I have. The couple of dozen boxes of misc. things I own.
Now tonight I brought mom this nice salad with prawns on it. She loves this salad. ( She has salad, I have a few dollars for her, but not for me to spend on myself) She ate allot of it, but not all. And I also brought her a Papaya, and she loves this, but only ate half of it. I think she is getting sick, or her tooth is really bothering her. And for me to get anything for pain, for mom, I need to speak to the crazy nurse. I am going to half to do this.
Now on Tuesday, I have been asked to be out their for 11:00 am to be their for mom to have an xray done on her tooth, but they aren't going to remove it. They have to do both. But I will still be here in Coquitlam, And I don't get home from White Rock until 11:00 pm Then I don't even get to bed until 3:00 am. It is three hours to get their.
I am going to try to be out their. Then I don't know what to do, until her dinner. Mom takes a nap in the afternoon.
I am screwed, it seems that everything I am trying to do for mom, OK to get myself out their is failing. Badly. Nothing is working out.
I don't know what to do anymore. I can't sleep on the floor. As it is I don't eat much and to not have pots or pans, a plate etc.... I will go crazy in an empty place. I will have lights, and cable ( no TV) and wireless Internet.
So mom is wandering when I am moving, I don't know what to tell her. She is wandering when she can come over. Again, no clue what to tell her. I need to tell her something.
I just wish these individuals, who make promisses, would keep them. Then all would be good.
So I pray that someone, who reads this, tells someone, who might be able to help me.
I am the only one at the Al Hogg pavilion that actually spends this much time with their loved one's. And in the 10 years I have seen no other male or actually female spend as much time as I do with their loved one.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Thursday, June 28, 2012
It beseaches me that it is like this
Hello again
So tonight mom had to wait from 6:00 pm until after 7:30 pm to get changed for bed. Their is no consistency with them. The last few nights mom was taken to bed, immediately after dinner. One staff says this and the other says they want me to do things this way. And on top of this, the nurse that threatened me, was working tonight. So one of their employee's can make threats against someone and no disciplinary action is taken against them. But they can continue to make threats against me.
Their was a letter tacked to the board in mom's room for me. And the opening sentence states " If you want to...." A threat. And this is what they do. They tell me if I don't do exactly what they say they are going to stop me from seeing my mother. This is a regular thing with them.
It is because I am male and they are use to dealing with female children and they must not say anything. Just listen to everything these people say.
Not going to happen, mom has rights, I have rights and no one is going to continue to make threats against me and try to stop me from seeing mom. That is abuse and what they continue to do is harassment. As well as sexual harassment. They seem to have a serious problem with me because I am male. Every one of them seem to have a problem with me. But I only have a problem with the fact that I had mom up and walking last December. Mom was being taken to the toilet at Oceanside. Mom was able to move around by herself at Oceanside. But not here.
The social worker lies to me all the time. Tells me that they only have one staff member for 50 people. Crap, she stated to lie to me the very first time I met her. Telling me that they don't deal with the comfort funds. That I would have to contact the cashier myself. After contacting the cashier and finding out this was a lie. That if I want to access the comfort funds I need to speak with the social worker.
And it was she who told me that they don't deal with this.
Now every time, I disagree with what they say, they tell me that if I don't do what they say, they will stop me from seeing mom. Threats, and more threats. But when I say I don't want mom to be taking anymore Tylenol. They refuse to listen and keep giving it to her. And when I say I want her to be able to move around on her own. Nothing. They don't listen to anyone. But they tell me that they are their to work with the family members. Again another lie.
Which is something they are good at.
So now my rent is paid for White Rock and I have nothing for the new place. I don't have money for rent where I am at now. I have no way of getting my belonging their.
The truth be told, I don't want to go to a place where I have to sleep on the floor and sit on the floor, eat off of nothing, with nothing. My back will give out on me within a few days.
I continue to pray, this is all I can do. There are no good samaritans. This, in today's society, is lacking.
Tomorrow, I will go to the Human rights tribunal office while downtown.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
So tonight mom had to wait from 6:00 pm until after 7:30 pm to get changed for bed. Their is no consistency with them. The last few nights mom was taken to bed, immediately after dinner. One staff says this and the other says they want me to do things this way. And on top of this, the nurse that threatened me, was working tonight. So one of their employee's can make threats against someone and no disciplinary action is taken against them. But they can continue to make threats against me.
Their was a letter tacked to the board in mom's room for me. And the opening sentence states " If you want to...." A threat. And this is what they do. They tell me if I don't do exactly what they say they are going to stop me from seeing my mother. This is a regular thing with them.
It is because I am male and they are use to dealing with female children and they must not say anything. Just listen to everything these people say.
Not going to happen, mom has rights, I have rights and no one is going to continue to make threats against me and try to stop me from seeing mom. That is abuse and what they continue to do is harassment. As well as sexual harassment. They seem to have a serious problem with me because I am male. Every one of them seem to have a problem with me. But I only have a problem with the fact that I had mom up and walking last December. Mom was being taken to the toilet at Oceanside. Mom was able to move around by herself at Oceanside. But not here.
The social worker lies to me all the time. Tells me that they only have one staff member for 50 people. Crap, she stated to lie to me the very first time I met her. Telling me that they don't deal with the comfort funds. That I would have to contact the cashier myself. After contacting the cashier and finding out this was a lie. That if I want to access the comfort funds I need to speak with the social worker.
And it was she who told me that they don't deal with this.
Now every time, I disagree with what they say, they tell me that if I don't do what they say, they will stop me from seeing mom. Threats, and more threats. But when I say I don't want mom to be taking anymore Tylenol. They refuse to listen and keep giving it to her. And when I say I want her to be able to move around on her own. Nothing. They don't listen to anyone. But they tell me that they are their to work with the family members. Again another lie.
Which is something they are good at.
So now my rent is paid for White Rock and I have nothing for the new place. I don't have money for rent where I am at now. I have no way of getting my belonging their.
The truth be told, I don't want to go to a place where I have to sleep on the floor and sit on the floor, eat off of nothing, with nothing. My back will give out on me within a few days.
I continue to pray, this is all I can do. There are no good samaritans. This, in today's society, is lacking.
Tomorrow, I will go to the Human rights tribunal office while downtown.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
I have no clue
Hello again
So today I contacted the dental office for mom. Her bottom left molar is broken and is bothering her. The dentist packed it once. But I guess the packing came out. So, they were not in today and I left a message to have them give mom a prescription for some pain killers until we can get in to remove this tooth.
Then today, I brought mom some KFC chicken. And mom really enjoyed it. She ate all three pieces, plus most of the fries. And the salisbury steak that was served to her, by the home. Then she ate a Papaya and all three of the Lindt chocolates that are in the pack I buy for her all the time. And then as soon as we finished the staff came and got her to get her ready for bed. Great.
This way, when they are done, it is the spa treatment time. I did this for her and I rubbed her shoulders, which she did not want me to stop. A nice massage for her neck. She listened to music and loves this.
I place the phone on her chest and she can hear the music and feel it as well, this way. An alternative treatment for Alzheimer's and/or Dementia. As well as the spa treatment. As well as the different colours of fruit and tastes of them. Bright vibrant colours and tastes.
They just don't get the fact that I understand mom, and mom understands everything I say to her.
Now the rent is paid for the place in White Rock, and I have no way of moving my belongings. As well as I don't have a bed or anything else for this new place. I have not mentioned to the landlady I am moving. But the stove doesn't work, their is no longer any laundry at this place. I have been washing my clothing by hand for several weeks now.
And I came home tonight to a place that stunk of beer and pot. I don't drink or do drugs and am sick of this BS. I hate the smell of stale beer and of pot. This is not good for my sobriety. I have been sober for many, many years, but this is not good for me. I don't want to be around this. I am sick of hearing the same stories over and over again. As it is with drunks. Their is always a mess. They don't take out the garbage or even do their dishes.
I am outside still, using my computer. Have been for several months now. I am cold and am getting a cold. This is due to stress that I am experiencing. Not knowing what I am to do. The new place has a very good wireless connection. I tested it out with my phone. All over the suite.
This is not good, I have a bed here, and something to sit on.
Near the end of July, I am scheduled for knee surgery and I can't go home, or they won't let me go home. To a place that I can't relax, or even sit down upon something. This is what happened a few years ago, when I had a minor heart attack. I had just had everything stolen and was staying on someones couch. And no place of my own. The hospital did not let me out until I found a place. This was the start of my shared/furnished accommodations. And nothing of my own since then.
I was in several car accidents and now I am disabled. But, anyways, I go in for surgery at the end of July. I arrange for it to take place at the hospital near mom. So while I am in the hospital. I can just wheel myself over to see her.
Now I guess I will be hear for a little while yet. No rent though, the rent is paid to the new landlord already.
And I am very broke. Very broke. I can't afford anything, not even a set of glasses. I called the ministry today, and they told me the same thing. Contact churches etc... Even though I mentioned I have already did this. To no avail.
I am dumb fonded, and have not a clue what I am going to do. I have never been in this situation before.
I have to be out their for mom. I need to be able to bring her over for visits. This is the whole purpose of the move. And to eliminate the 6 - 8 hours of traveling that I do, everyday. And after my knee surgery, I will get back to work. Part time, mornings. I have to have the afternoon free for mom. To see her more often and I still am her advocate. This entails fighting for her rights. The PGT, Al Hogg pavilion. Her dental needs. Physical therapy. Getting her weight bearing again..
So any ideas on what I should do. Since I am not getting any help from anyone or anywhere.
I am also thinking about being alone for the rest of my life. I am happy being single, and don't have a problem being by myself.
Mom wants me to have kids. I would like to have children.
But anyways I am doing what I can for mom, I have no problem with this. I very much enjoy being their for her.
So it is boiling down to time now. A few days before the end of the month. I have a place that is empty. And nothing for the place. Not even a mouse.
I will just continue to pray for help. I am not able to stay at this place for very long. I told the landlord that I have a assessment next week and would get the cheque to her after that. That is when it will be released to me.
Yes it is a lie, and I did not want to tell her any of that. But I have no choice. If I want to have a place to live and a bed to sleep on. Go figure.
Now it is late and it is time to go to bed.
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
So today I contacted the dental office for mom. Her bottom left molar is broken and is bothering her. The dentist packed it once. But I guess the packing came out. So, they were not in today and I left a message to have them give mom a prescription for some pain killers until we can get in to remove this tooth.
Then today, I brought mom some KFC chicken. And mom really enjoyed it. She ate all three pieces, plus most of the fries. And the salisbury steak that was served to her, by the home. Then she ate a Papaya and all three of the Lindt chocolates that are in the pack I buy for her all the time. And then as soon as we finished the staff came and got her to get her ready for bed. Great.
This way, when they are done, it is the spa treatment time. I did this for her and I rubbed her shoulders, which she did not want me to stop. A nice massage for her neck. She listened to music and loves this.
I place the phone on her chest and she can hear the music and feel it as well, this way. An alternative treatment for Alzheimer's and/or Dementia. As well as the spa treatment. As well as the different colours of fruit and tastes of them. Bright vibrant colours and tastes.
They just don't get the fact that I understand mom, and mom understands everything I say to her.
Now the rent is paid for the place in White Rock, and I have no way of moving my belongings. As well as I don't have a bed or anything else for this new place. I have not mentioned to the landlady I am moving. But the stove doesn't work, their is no longer any laundry at this place. I have been washing my clothing by hand for several weeks now.
And I came home tonight to a place that stunk of beer and pot. I don't drink or do drugs and am sick of this BS. I hate the smell of stale beer and of pot. This is not good for my sobriety. I have been sober for many, many years, but this is not good for me. I don't want to be around this. I am sick of hearing the same stories over and over again. As it is with drunks. Their is always a mess. They don't take out the garbage or even do their dishes.
I am outside still, using my computer. Have been for several months now. I am cold and am getting a cold. This is due to stress that I am experiencing. Not knowing what I am to do. The new place has a very good wireless connection. I tested it out with my phone. All over the suite.
This is not good, I have a bed here, and something to sit on.
Near the end of July, I am scheduled for knee surgery and I can't go home, or they won't let me go home. To a place that I can't relax, or even sit down upon something. This is what happened a few years ago, when I had a minor heart attack. I had just had everything stolen and was staying on someones couch. And no place of my own. The hospital did not let me out until I found a place. This was the start of my shared/furnished accommodations. And nothing of my own since then.
I was in several car accidents and now I am disabled. But, anyways, I go in for surgery at the end of July. I arrange for it to take place at the hospital near mom. So while I am in the hospital. I can just wheel myself over to see her.
Now I guess I will be hear for a little while yet. No rent though, the rent is paid to the new landlord already.
And I am very broke. Very broke. I can't afford anything, not even a set of glasses. I called the ministry today, and they told me the same thing. Contact churches etc... Even though I mentioned I have already did this. To no avail.
I am dumb fonded, and have not a clue what I am going to do. I have never been in this situation before.
I have to be out their for mom. I need to be able to bring her over for visits. This is the whole purpose of the move. And to eliminate the 6 - 8 hours of traveling that I do, everyday. And after my knee surgery, I will get back to work. Part time, mornings. I have to have the afternoon free for mom. To see her more often and I still am her advocate. This entails fighting for her rights. The PGT, Al Hogg pavilion. Her dental needs. Physical therapy. Getting her weight bearing again..
So any ideas on what I should do. Since I am not getting any help from anyone or anywhere.
I am also thinking about being alone for the rest of my life. I am happy being single, and don't have a problem being by myself.
Mom wants me to have kids. I would like to have children.
But anyways I am doing what I can for mom, I have no problem with this. I very much enjoy being their for her.
So it is boiling down to time now. A few days before the end of the month. I have a place that is empty. And nothing for the place. Not even a mouse.
I will just continue to pray for help. I am not able to stay at this place for very long. I told the landlord that I have a assessment next week and would get the cheque to her after that. That is when it will be released to me.
Yes it is a lie, and I did not want to tell her any of that. But I have no choice. If I want to have a place to live and a bed to sleep on. Go figure.
Now it is late and it is time to go to bed.
GOD bless and good night
Kris Schmuland
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
I really don't know what I am to do now.
Hello again
So what is up. I have a place it is empty and I don't have anything to put into it. I believe in GOD and HE tells me that all things are possible for those who believes. And have faith.
Well I believe and have faith. Doubting lately.
It is almost the end of the month and no way of moving my belongings. What little I have. Which is a few dozen boxes.
The PGT have made numerous promisses to me. And have not fulfilled the one's that count the most. The ministry tells me they are going to pay for my moving expenses and a Kitchen starter kit. Yea right. Not happening.
I have paid for rent and the damage deposit for the month of June and still am in Coquitlam.
I am freaking out now. I took today off from calling around to see if I can get anything going.
I serve my mother. And this is what I am suppose to do. I do this without reservations and I love doing it. I would not have it any other way.
People ask me if I like money all the time. And I say, the love of money or the love of family. Which is more important in life.
Is my mother going to be around forever. I think not. But money and currency, will be around, for as long as I live, anyways.
Does GOD lie, I think not.
I have issues with people, but I hate no one. I may dislike my sister's for what they are not doing and what they have done to my parents, in the past. I still do not hate them. And the plan is to have them over while mom is over for a visit.
I was late getting to White Rock today. And one of the daughters of a tenant, says to me, your mom knows exactly when you are expected to be their. And she told my mother I would be along shortly.
Which I was. And mentioned to the lady that mom knows when I am coming and when I am not their and she will give me heck, when I am late. Which she did when I saw her.
Again, mom relies on me being their for her. She doesn't talk to many people during the day. Or I may say, they don't listen to mom during the day. I do and I understand mom. We have conversations all the time. I just know what she is saying.
I have gifts that I was given at birth and am and have developed them.
But tonight mom was, a little hungry. But only ate the Turkey and the Papaya. Not even any of her lindt chocolate, she loves.
She told me that her tooth is bothering her. So I asked the staff to give her something, besides tylenol, which does nothing for pain. The staff asked me how I know it is bothering her. I keep explaining to them, that I understand mom. I wanted to say, if you listen and pay attention, you to would understand her. But I didn't do this. As it would of been rude of me to do this.
So the spa treatment and than sang to her. And said good night, with song.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
So what is up. I have a place it is empty and I don't have anything to put into it. I believe in GOD and HE tells me that all things are possible for those who believes. And have faith.
Well I believe and have faith. Doubting lately.
It is almost the end of the month and no way of moving my belongings. What little I have. Which is a few dozen boxes.
The PGT have made numerous promisses to me. And have not fulfilled the one's that count the most. The ministry tells me they are going to pay for my moving expenses and a Kitchen starter kit. Yea right. Not happening.
I have paid for rent and the damage deposit for the month of June and still am in Coquitlam.
I am freaking out now. I took today off from calling around to see if I can get anything going.
I serve my mother. And this is what I am suppose to do. I do this without reservations and I love doing it. I would not have it any other way.
People ask me if I like money all the time. And I say, the love of money or the love of family. Which is more important in life.
Is my mother going to be around forever. I think not. But money and currency, will be around, for as long as I live, anyways.
Does GOD lie, I think not.
I have issues with people, but I hate no one. I may dislike my sister's for what they are not doing and what they have done to my parents, in the past. I still do not hate them. And the plan is to have them over while mom is over for a visit.
I was late getting to White Rock today. And one of the daughters of a tenant, says to me, your mom knows exactly when you are expected to be their. And she told my mother I would be along shortly.
Which I was. And mentioned to the lady that mom knows when I am coming and when I am not their and she will give me heck, when I am late. Which she did when I saw her.
Again, mom relies on me being their for her. She doesn't talk to many people during the day. Or I may say, they don't listen to mom during the day. I do and I understand mom. We have conversations all the time. I just know what she is saying.
I have gifts that I was given at birth and am and have developed them.
But tonight mom was, a little hungry. But only ate the Turkey and the Papaya. Not even any of her lindt chocolate, she loves.
She told me that her tooth is bothering her. So I asked the staff to give her something, besides tylenol, which does nothing for pain. The staff asked me how I know it is bothering her. I keep explaining to them, that I understand mom. I wanted to say, if you listen and pay attention, you to would understand her. But I didn't do this. As it would of been rude of me to do this.
So the spa treatment and than sang to her. And said good night, with song.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
What the #$#^%^
Hello again
Excuse me for my insolence, I am just really pissed off now. It is official. I am screwed.
The ministry said they would help me out with the cost of moving, then today, I call to find out what's up. And was told that I don't have enough things to warrant them paying for the cost of moving. So the answer is they are not going to cover this cost.
Now I have a few dozen boxes of personal items, no furniture. And it is not enough to pay for my move. They also told me that they would help me with a kitchen starter kit. Well not anymore. So I say, how do I cook, or eat, without anything.
I have lost over 80 lbs from not eating much. But at least I had something to cook on. But not now, so even if I have groceries. Not able to cook anything.
This is what pisses me off the most. The PGT is not keeping their promises and do what they said they would do. And now I am completely screwed.
The ministry made promisses to me and now they say no. Contact community resources. I say, this is all I have been doing for the last two weeks. And now you say you won't even cover the cost of the moving or even the kitchen starter kit I was promised.
So this is where I am. Now I am stuck in Coquitlam without a way of getting moved and nothing to cook on.
So tonight I used the lift to put mom into her bed. She was happy about this. It seems like a hammock and seems very relaxing to mom. As if she could fall asleep in it.
She is not very hungry today, But I got her to eat a bit. And then have some cherries. But that was it. She did drink quite a bit though. Which is a good thing. She seems very thirsty most of the time. They only give them beverages at certain times. So if mom is dying of thirst, to bad for her. Which is not a good thing.
Now mom was very happy tonight, seeing me and I her. I did a great job of singing our good night song this evening. Nice and loud.
Now I am just running off and not making any sense. I am really stressed out and worried. I need to move to White Rock and have a place for mom to come over too.
Now the social worker is already saying that I can't transfer mom to a chair. Even the lifting recliners. I am not even their yet and I am already being told what I can and can not do.
So I need to go to bed. Have to get up early and do something towards getting something.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
Excuse me for my insolence, I am just really pissed off now. It is official. I am screwed.
The ministry said they would help me out with the cost of moving, then today, I call to find out what's up. And was told that I don't have enough things to warrant them paying for the cost of moving. So the answer is they are not going to cover this cost.
Now I have a few dozen boxes of personal items, no furniture. And it is not enough to pay for my move. They also told me that they would help me with a kitchen starter kit. Well not anymore. So I say, how do I cook, or eat, without anything.
I have lost over 80 lbs from not eating much. But at least I had something to cook on. But not now, so even if I have groceries. Not able to cook anything.
This is what pisses me off the most. The PGT is not keeping their promises and do what they said they would do. And now I am completely screwed.
The ministry made promisses to me and now they say no. Contact community resources. I say, this is all I have been doing for the last two weeks. And now you say you won't even cover the cost of the moving or even the kitchen starter kit I was promised.
So this is where I am. Now I am stuck in Coquitlam without a way of getting moved and nothing to cook on.
So tonight I used the lift to put mom into her bed. She was happy about this. It seems like a hammock and seems very relaxing to mom. As if she could fall asleep in it.
She is not very hungry today, But I got her to eat a bit. And then have some cherries. But that was it. She did drink quite a bit though. Which is a good thing. She seems very thirsty most of the time. They only give them beverages at certain times. So if mom is dying of thirst, to bad for her. Which is not a good thing.
Now mom was very happy tonight, seeing me and I her. I did a great job of singing our good night song this evening. Nice and loud.
Now I am just running off and not making any sense. I am really stressed out and worried. I need to move to White Rock and have a place for mom to come over too.
Now the social worker is already saying that I can't transfer mom to a chair. Even the lifting recliners. I am not even their yet and I am already being told what I can and can not do.
So I need to go to bed. Have to get up early and do something towards getting something.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
Monday, June 25, 2012
Feeling not well
Hello again
It is stressful, and the last few days I have had shortness of breath. A pain in my chest.
So my chest is heavy, shortness of breath. It could be the sign's of a heart attack or an anxiety attack. An anxiety attack mimics the sign's of a heart attack.
I had the moving costs taken care of, but I have heard nothing from the ministry. It has been two weeks since I submitted the three quotes. And nothing. I am not going to get the day that I need. And I probable won't get any day now.
I paid rent for the 15 of June and have had the key since then. I should of been living out their already. But no. I sit here not knowing what is going on.
I have nothing to furnish this new place. I have a basement suite, for less money than I am paying now for a room. But now, it is furnished, and the new place is not.
I have nothing to put into it. Not even a lamp.
Mom is asking when she can come over for a visit. I should of had mom over at least a few times already. But no. I don't know what to even say.
People are asking me if I have moved yet and when I am moving. I don't have an answer for anyone. Nothing..
I can't even tell them, I have nothing to put into this new place. They all have money, and I don't. Some of the children I have got to know are saying when are you going to have a caregiver get together. I don't have an answer to this either.
What is it that I am going to I say.
I have written the PGT again, tonight. Stating that I don't even have a mover anymore. Mom is asking when she can come over. She knows that I rented a place for the 15 of the month.
If I had the money I would rent a truck and do it myself.
It is hard to do things when you have no one to help you. I don't have friends, as they don't like that I have devoted my life to looking after my mother. And fighting for her rights.
One of the staff members asked me today, if I had a job. I explained that I have been in many, many car accidents over the last few years. And then explained I do have a job. It is the best job anyone could have. Completely fulfilling.
I help my mother out. I fight for her rights. This all takes time. I travel 6 - 8 hours a day to get out to White Rock. I spend time writing and calling, and picketing those who abuse my mother. I file the papers needed to start the process of law suites. To obtain committee of person. I spend hours and hours researching this disease and alternative treatments for said disease.
I don't get paid, but it is the best possible job one could have. I receive many other rewards for doing this. Peace of mind. Knowing I am doing for someone other than myself. Extreme patients. Love of life. Not taking anything for granted. To live one's life, because you never know when something very serious is going to take you over. Or I don't know if I am going to get Alzheimer's and/or Dementia.
OK, I don't eat much at all. I don't spend money on myself. In the last four or five years I have bought, maybe a few shirts, and a couple of pairs of shoes. I use whatever I get to purchase things mom needs. And she needs some new bra's. The other one's are now to large on her. She needs a pair of summer shoes. To keep her feet cool.
So I didn't even want to write anything tonight. I am stressed out and in pain. I just don't want anything bad to happen.
I have to go to bed now. Well just go to bed and watch this show on my computer. After I bring the computer into my room.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
Again I wrote the PGT asking for them to keep the promises that were made to me, last fall, early this year, and a few months ago.
One person can make a difference, and ever person must try.
John F. Kennedy
It is stressful, and the last few days I have had shortness of breath. A pain in my chest.
So my chest is heavy, shortness of breath. It could be the sign's of a heart attack or an anxiety attack. An anxiety attack mimics the sign's of a heart attack.
I had the moving costs taken care of, but I have heard nothing from the ministry. It has been two weeks since I submitted the three quotes. And nothing. I am not going to get the day that I need. And I probable won't get any day now.
I paid rent for the 15 of June and have had the key since then. I should of been living out their already. But no. I sit here not knowing what is going on.
I have nothing to furnish this new place. I have a basement suite, for less money than I am paying now for a room. But now, it is furnished, and the new place is not.
I have nothing to put into it. Not even a lamp.
Mom is asking when she can come over for a visit. I should of had mom over at least a few times already. But no. I don't know what to even say.
People are asking me if I have moved yet and when I am moving. I don't have an answer for anyone. Nothing..
I can't even tell them, I have nothing to put into this new place. They all have money, and I don't. Some of the children I have got to know are saying when are you going to have a caregiver get together. I don't have an answer to this either.
What is it that I am going to I say.
I have written the PGT again, tonight. Stating that I don't even have a mover anymore. Mom is asking when she can come over. She knows that I rented a place for the 15 of the month.
If I had the money I would rent a truck and do it myself.
It is hard to do things when you have no one to help you. I don't have friends, as they don't like that I have devoted my life to looking after my mother. And fighting for her rights.
One of the staff members asked me today, if I had a job. I explained that I have been in many, many car accidents over the last few years. And then explained I do have a job. It is the best job anyone could have. Completely fulfilling.
I help my mother out. I fight for her rights. This all takes time. I travel 6 - 8 hours a day to get out to White Rock. I spend time writing and calling, and picketing those who abuse my mother. I file the papers needed to start the process of law suites. To obtain committee of person. I spend hours and hours researching this disease and alternative treatments for said disease.
I don't get paid, but it is the best possible job one could have. I receive many other rewards for doing this. Peace of mind. Knowing I am doing for someone other than myself. Extreme patients. Love of life. Not taking anything for granted. To live one's life, because you never know when something very serious is going to take you over. Or I don't know if I am going to get Alzheimer's and/or Dementia.
OK, I don't eat much at all. I don't spend money on myself. In the last four or five years I have bought, maybe a few shirts, and a couple of pairs of shoes. I use whatever I get to purchase things mom needs. And she needs some new bra's. The other one's are now to large on her. She needs a pair of summer shoes. To keep her feet cool.
So I didn't even want to write anything tonight. I am stressed out and in pain. I just don't want anything bad to happen.
I have to go to bed now. Well just go to bed and watch this show on my computer. After I bring the computer into my room.
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
Again I wrote the PGT asking for them to keep the promises that were made to me, last fall, early this year, and a few months ago.
One person can make a difference, and ever person must try.
John F. Kennedy
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