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Another brief post, while I'm avoiding getting Mom out of bed, though it's late. She's been sleeping later in the morning, and I've been allowing her, selfishly.
I've become a caretaker cliche. I just fired our helper of nearly a year for stealing prescription meds. I was prescribed Oxycontin and filled the scrip, even though I'd been relying on Tylenol and ibuprofin after surgery. I'd noticed that my Valium had been disappearing, but figured there was possibly another bottle in the mess in my room. My back was killing me after I lifted Mom from the floor, so I looked in the case where I keep pill bottles. The Vicodin and amped up Tylenol were all missing. Eight of the ten Oxy pills were missing, and another 40 from the Valium. We really don't have visitors or other people in the house; it had to be her.
I need to place an ad for her replacement. I've been avoiding writing a new one and posting it, and now I really don't want to deal with keeping an eye on a new stranger or strangers in the house. I'm more trapped than ever, of course, without help, and all the physical duties with Mom increased this past year -- showering and doing her nails and changing bed linens and sanitizing her bathroom and keeping on top of laundry and keeping Mom occupied have been the worst, without the sudden messy emergencies.
Oh, and my PCP (main doctor) retired without informing anyone, which screwed up my other doctor appointments in February, including seeing an oncologist. Protracted and repeated arguments with the insurance company -- I'm going to try to resolve problems by ditching United Healthcare and joining HealthFirst before the end of the enrollment period this month, though the doctor I want doesn't take either of them. I won't need a referral from my primary to see a specialist, though, which will solve a lot.
On the other hand, work has been flowing in, including real work. I'm going to be editing a book with Simon Schama as the titular Editor in Chief and co-author and curator of this exhibition that's supposed to open at the Palace Museum in Beijing in November. My old jobs back! We're all nervous about the Chinese and the virus-caused closings, of course. Hoping things have returned to normal by the end of the year. That plus the surprisingly demanding job on my desk right now that requires four separate indexes (yeah. I don't use "indices" when talking about book jobs) requires a lot of time and attention. I can't leave Mom alone, even with the cameras and security measures. I really need to hire more help. But ugh.
So, not so short. I really need to get Mom up, now.
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I've become a caretaker cliche. I just fired our helper of nearly a year for stealing prescription meds. I was prescribed Oxycontin and filled the scrip, even though I'd been relying on Tylenol and ibuprofin after surgery. I'd noticed that my Valium had been disappearing, but figured there was possibly another bottle in the mess in my room. My back was killing me after I lifted Mom from the floor, so I looked in the case where I keep pill bottles. The Vicodin and amped up Tylenol were all missing. Eight of the ten Oxy pills were missing, and another 40 from the Valium. We really don't have visitors or other people in the house; it had to be her.
I need to place an ad for her replacement. I've been avoiding writing a new one and posting it, and now I really don't want to deal with keeping an eye on a new stranger or strangers in the house. I'm more trapped than ever, of course, without help, and all the physical duties with Mom increased this past year -- showering and doing her nails and changing bed linens and sanitizing her bathroom and keeping on top of laundry and keeping Mom occupied have been the worst, without the sudden messy emergencies.
Oh, and my PCP (main doctor) retired without informing anyone, which screwed up my other doctor appointments in February, including seeing an oncologist. Protracted and repeated arguments with the insurance company -- I'm going to try to resolve problems by ditching United Healthcare and joining HealthFirst before the end of the enrollment period this month, though the doctor I want doesn't take either of them. I won't need a referral from my primary to see a specialist, though, which will solve a lot.
On the other hand, work has been flowing in, including real work. I'm going to be editing a book with Simon Schama as the titular Editor in Chief and co-author and curator of this exhibition that's supposed to open at the Palace Museum in Beijing in November. My old jobs back! We're all nervous about the Chinese and the virus-caused closings, of course. Hoping things have returned to normal by the end of the year. That plus the surprisingly demanding job on my desk right now that requires four separate indexes (yeah. I don't use "indices" when talking about book jobs) requires a lot of time and attention. I can't leave Mom alone, even with the cameras and security measures. I really need to hire more help. But ugh.
So, not so short. I really need to get Mom up, now.
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