she just said No, No, No.
I'm sorry, I've been hearing that song in my head a lot this week. My mother has never heard of Amy Winehouse, but I can totally see her in the black eyeliner in the video. It gives it a whole new flavor- a little old lady, leaning on her walker, but with the same look on her face.
My mother has been blacklisted with her insurance company for non-compliance with rehab. Yeah, isn't that special? An exhausted and depressed elderly patient has been told screw you, honey, we only pay if we think you are gonna get better. We don't think that about you, so you can rot in that bed, please die soon, have a nice day. I talked to the administrator of the skilled nursing facility and I think that we have a way to deal with that, but she's still private pay in skilled nursing, to the tune of over $5000 a month just for room and board. Medication and such, oh yeah, that's extra.
I will pause now while the rest of the world picks itself off the floor and/or cleans the screen and keyboard - welcome to getting old in America. Fortunately, she has some financial resources and I can write those checks for a while. After that it gets murky. But I have a plan for the next week, and then the week after that we will adjust, and after that, again, adjust....
And this is just what I do in my ample spare time. During the day, I have a real job.