In a Town Where Blood Ties Are Only Blood
A bit of sad news: Dale's time at rehab after his fall is almost up, but he still requires 24-hour care and the family is not prepared to have a live-in caretaker right now, so they have made the decision to find a convalescent home in which to place him for at least the time being. I've talked with Kischka and Julie about the situation, and nobody knows what the future holds for Dale, but they're doing their best to place him somewhere with a great deal of personal attention and experienced staff.
Of course I'm disappointed about my job being effectively made redundant (so much for that raise I got a couple of weeks ago...), but the important thing is for Dale to get the care that he needs and recover enough to return home, if he can. If they're comfortable with it, I'd really like to be able to visit Dale in his new place of residence when I get back from the trip--he's become my friend over the past year and a half and I want to check in on him at least somewhat regularly whether I'm being paid for it or not. I wonder if it's a bit weird that I feel close to all of them; Kischka and Beckett showed up while I was visiting and Beckett insisted I hold his hand (with Kischka holding the other) when we went for a walk down the hall to chat about the situation. I hope they keep me in mind, anyway, if they ever need help with the occasional bout of housecleaning or other things, like I've done in the past. They're a really good family and I'm going to miss bumping into the peripheries of that. I'm thinking of sending them a postcard from Germany, but maybe that's overstepping the employer/employee boundary? I dunno. I knew I was going to be leaving Santa Cruz in June anyway, but it's all just so sudden, that I have no real reason to see these good people or be at their house and play with their dogs anymore.
Poor Dale.
Of course I'm disappointed about my job being effectively made redundant (so much for that raise I got a couple of weeks ago...), but the important thing is for Dale to get the care that he needs and recover enough to return home, if he can. If they're comfortable with it, I'd really like to be able to visit Dale in his new place of residence when I get back from the trip--he's become my friend over the past year and a half and I want to check in on him at least somewhat regularly whether I'm being paid for it or not. I wonder if it's a bit weird that I feel close to all of them; Kischka and Beckett showed up while I was visiting and Beckett insisted I hold his hand (with Kischka holding the other) when we went for a walk down the hall to chat about the situation. I hope they keep me in mind, anyway, if they ever need help with the occasional bout of housecleaning or other things, like I've done in the past. They're a really good family and I'm going to miss bumping into the peripheries of that. I'm thinking of sending them a postcard from Germany, but maybe that's overstepping the employer/employee boundary? I dunno. I knew I was going to be leaving Santa Cruz in June anyway, but it's all just so sudden, that I have no real reason to see these good people or be at their house and play with their dogs anymore.
Poor Dale.