Thursday, December 12, 2013
My son has been in a group home for 4 and 1/2 weeks after being released from the hospital. The original service plan and the one we were prepared for called for him to go into another program for 6 months and then to be released into an apartment with the help of his case manager. He was continually updated as to when he would be going, that is until Tuesday. He went to see his doctor and was told he was fine, to get out and find an apartment as in the same day.
This threw all of us into a panic. I called and talked to the woman who had been advocating for him and she said sometimes this is how it went. She was able to get him one more night at the group home and his case manager was going to help him on Wednesday by going over the housing list and looking at a couple of places. Early Wednesday morning the case manager called and said she was too busy to help...and told him to call his parents. He was to be out that same day. No help, no nothing, nada.
The only place we could find for him was the same place he moved out of when he went into the hospital. It is not an ideal place to live, but it is a roof over his head. We had to shop for everything from bedding to pots n pans. He had lost everything. Over the past 15 years we have had to do this over and over. We were able to find him a chair, but no bed. I hope we can find an affordable one quickly. There is so much he needs, but we have limited funds. His Social Security paid for the deposit and rent.
I know that all the monies for these programs have been cut, but really, just dump mentally ill people out to the street and just hope for the best?!!! What about those without family?
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Its been quite a while since I last blogged. While I have tried to stay active on SP, even my participation has been at a minimum. Its not due to apathy, rather it is the height of the retail season - I'm exhausted and something has to give some where. It is a full time job trying to keep up on making stock, setting up for events every weekend and taking car of my very active grandson all week.
The flu has been visiting each and everyone of us and I am ready for it to be gone. It started with my grandson, hit my husband, my daughter and this morning I woke up with a sore throat. Yea. Normally, we would be out now taking our 4 mile walk, but my husband slept very poorly due to the sweats and the chills. So, I will catch up on the SP website and hope that we are all well before Saturday. The money for these events is non-refundable so we will be setting up come hell or high water.
Off to go gargle again with warm salt water.
Monday, October 14, 2013
Friday, Saturday and Sunday, was spent getting jewelry made for upcoming shows. It felt great to focus on the business and to be productive. While we did take time to go visit our son in the hospital, squeeze in some house work and of course our walks, the majority of the time was dedicated to creativity.
This mornings quote from GIVEMORE was right on target! email@example.com
“ Work is love made visible.”
Kahlil Gibran (1883–1931)
Lebanese poet and philosopher
Saturday, October 12, 2013
I recently signed up for daily up beat messages from a website called: The Universe which can be found at: firstname.lastname@example.org. Some of the messages are funny, inspiring or just thought provoking. I wanted something to help bring me out of my "funk". There has been an extreme amount of stress and anxiety over the past four months and I don't always deal with it in the healthiest of ways. The message below is just one that helped me to put things back into perspective, get back to taking control of my diet and quit making excuses about my weight.
Soooooooooo... how's it going down on earth, Jackie? You know, in time and space? Where thoughts become things, all things are possible, and dreams come true?! Are you totally kicking butt?
Oh, I see...
Ya don't say...
Jackie, I want to let you in on a little secret... E V E R Y O N E has issues... everyone. Even those who don't seem like it. Because without issues, NOTHING WOULD BE WORTHWHILE.
Think about that.
So glad we had this little talk.
Tuesday, October 01, 2013
Our autumn temperatures are slowly falling. While the nights are cool and comfortable, its still well over 90 during the day. For the past couple of weeks, I have been assessing my gardens, removing dead plants, cutting back stems, and deciding if I want to replant a winter garden. Between the cost of the water and a very full plate, I am not sure what to do. A few of my tomato plants have sent out fresh shoots and new blooms, but for the most part, they are brown and withered.
One of the pots that previously held eggplants, then was replanted with tomatoes over the spring and summer, all on its own decided to grow another eggplant. We tried, really tried to like eggplant, but inspite of all the different ways it was prepared, neither one of us like to eat those pretty purple veggies. So, I decided not to water it, and hoped it would just dry up and go away. No such luck. It is now a healthy, bushy plant that not only bloomed, but has young fruit emerging. Anything that works that hard to survive deserves to be watered.
Our art festival/craft show season begins this weekend and we have 3 shows a month through December and we are scheduled through April. The schedule can be grueling and its less than fun trying to fit watering and gardening into an already packed schedule. Plus we are still trying to fight the mental heath system for our son. He is currently in the hospital, but they told him he would be released to a group home today or tomorrow. This is not a good thing. He has tried and failed over and over in the past 2 almost 3 months. He has not improved, his meds are still not working properly and he is still hearing/seeing things. He needs more care than the group homes provide.
We have had to enlist help from NAMI, as well as a supervisor from the group that oversees the mental health group my son is in. The process is frustrating, and at times horribly draconian. The last time they released him to a motel with no food. He is a paranoid schizophrenic and could not cope.
My husband and I need to be an eggplant....tough, resilient, and keep going no matter what is thrown at us.
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