Tonight's picture was taken in February of 2009. This was the state of our living room back then. It featured Mattie's little Christmas tree (yes even in February), train tracks, a village of Legos and a host of other things. You will notice a drop cloth down on the wood floors, because Mattie was creating Valentine's and other things. Needless to say, when Mattie was in our lives, our living and dining rooms were full to capacity with all sorts of creations and projects. I remember after he died, the stark contrast to our lives was beyond unimaginable, beyond comprehending and surviving.
Quote of the day: Today's coronavirus update from Johns Hopkins.
- Number of people diagnosed with the virus: 77,162,208
- Number of people who died from the virus: 910,716
It's been a day! My dad was very sore today from yesterday's four hour testing procedure. He could hardly move from bed without great assistance. But I got him up, showered, and dressed. He had his occupational therapist visiting this morning, shortly after breakfast. What I truly resent about Medicare is the simple fact that professional home health care services are not covered beyond 6 sessions. Or at least for Part A of Medicare. Frankly by six sessions, you are just getting used to the therapist and progress is being made. But just when progress is made, services are cut off. Leaving the caregiver to either continue the exercises alone or start with another therapist who accepts Medicare Part B. The whole thing makes my head spin, and only adds more to my already FULL plate.
After my dad's therapist left, my mom had many requests for help regarding address changes, paying bills, and managing insurance issues. I can tell my mom that I want to address these issues only one time a week, but that never works. Instead she gets worked up about mail and any email correspondence and therefore it has to be dealt with instantaneously. Which means I have to drop everything. So I was busy with phone calls and doing four loads of laundry, as today I changed all the linens on their bed. Which is a work out in and of itself.
My dad's therapist and I would like to wean him off of using so many pillows in bed. He sleeps propped up and in the process, his body isn't used to lying flat. Which has many limitations especially when in a medical facility or in need of a medical procedure and testing.
Needless to say, poor Sunny never got a walk today. It may have been 55 degrees outside, but I never got outside. My days are occupied with tasks.
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