Is it wrong that I want to text the carer I was supposed to have today and ask her if she had a shower? Because, I haven’t!
Sadly, it’s wrong for one reason only, because I shouldn’t even have her number.
So, let’s imagine in a perfect world, I don’t have to manage my own HR (Human Resources) with who is coming and when. That I get a roster emailed once a week and well I stopped asking months ago.
I’ve stopped calling the “after hours” number to find out who I might be expecting for my 5.30pm FP (Food Preparation) shifts, because no one ever returns those calls.
I guess, some carers I’ve managed to get their numbers out of friendship, which is nice. And this new batch I’ve gotten their numbers because their company has not been very organised.
Thankfully, I can do this, however I’m not getting paid.
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Good Mental Health Day
Another Wednesday creeps around, this week so far less stressful.
Although the usual drama organising carers to get organised to get out of the house (paraphrasing, I now live in an apartment) and get to an early appointment then home again in time for my 2pm carer. Does this ever end?
Today’s offering is Fungi Pizza with the side salad and my medicine. I’m not big on mushrooms but on a rare occasion maybe I’m feeling a little mouldy. (Get it?)
To some I might seem OCD/ADHD, to others anal or a control freak, however I just think I’ve developed coping mechanisms or systems to survive.
Let me give you an example;
You take a sip of your cuppa T and wonder if you put sugar in it because it tastes a little dry…. (you know that weird dry taste when you need just a sprinkle of sugar?)
You stir it, taste again. If still not sure, I check the kitchen. Once I’ve finished with the sugar bowl, I put it back where it belongs, on top of the microwave.
I have limited space in my kitchen, also so that helps keep things tidy by putting thing where they ‘belong’.
But I have plenty of “systems” and when someone else comes into my home and moves things around, it’s a very careful balance.
Not helped by my eyesight or lack there-of. I often have to go into an area or room twice. And then if I have people that move things without thought, that is beyond frustration…