Oh Goodness

Tomorrow we are transferring Dad to a nursing home in a small town near Lafayette. I was very against moving him out of town because I don't want Mom to drive that far every day. Everybody keeps telling me it's only a ten minute drive, but I don't believe them. I guess I will see tomorrow.

I am at their house. I have been cleaning for a couple of hours off and on, but much more on than when I do this at home. I think I have found several of the papers that are needed to complete the medicaid application and information for the nursing home. I knew the only way to get there was just start throwing away the crap and somewhere I would find some good stuff and I did! I think Dad has kept every tax return he has ever filled out - and not just a copy of the return, the instruction books and tax tables and everything!

We need a document to show the value of Mom's life insurance and I can't find a current statement, yet I found one from 2003. At least that gives us the policy number and I bet Monday we can call and asked to have a current statement faxed. I am as tired as can be and I can tell my blood sugar is off. It's probably high instead of low because I am sure I haven't had enough water today. I need to lie down and get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a big day - transferring Dad, helping Mom deal with it, and then I plan to come back here and work on the bathroom and take a lot of stuff to the laundromat. Joy.

It was hard to act cheerful at work today when I knew this would be this hard and I was kind of dreading it, but I feel like I managed to fake it well until about the last two hours. At that point when someone would say, "have a good weekend." I couldn't help but say something grumpy like, "Yeah, it's going to be a lot of fun going and putting my brain-damaged father in a nursing home." So it goes. Well, I am going to try to sleep. If I can't sleep in a reasonable period I'll just get up and start working again. I wonder if there is an all night laundromat!