When it rains the dam breaks and you drown

So, yesterday, at the pushing/urging of one of Pop's nurses, home health care and my father, who thought everything would just be magical with Barbara when Pop was gone, we had Pop taken to Kaiser. Of course we had to sit all day, waiting in the room they gave him at the ER. Finally, they came in and told us that the nursing home would have to discuss payment with us. That added up to around $3000 more a month than he brings in with social security. We were told this by a social worker a while ago but for some reason, everyone last week that we spoke to didn't mention anything about it and instead stressed the importance of getting him out because it was an abusive situation. So, no one can afford that and he isn't eligible for medical because he makes too much.

Now, because the nurse gave Home Health Care the information about the abuse, he can't go back to the Lennon's house. They offer to have him stay the night in a hospital so we can check out some private homes. These are the one's that have about six people living in them in a private home with 24 hour nursing. Pop would be a perfect candidate we were told by the guy who does this for a living. Only, I wasn't sure we'd be able to research it enough in one day and I didn't just want to throw him into a crappy place so we brought him home late last night.

We called the nurse to tell her he was at our house and found out that she, without even knowing for sure that Pop was going into a home, planned her week doing other things. There were certain evenings and days she couldn't come. The other nurse is sick and they've wanted to quit for a while anyway but they said they'd try to help. We tell her she needs to come this week. So, she shows up this morning, (this woman has been trying for two weeks to get out of this with every excuse possible but still insisting on severance pay) changes Pop, comes out and says, "I can't work for you here. It reeks with the cats and Pop's diapers. I'll come in the mornings through Friday but you'll have to find someone for the afternoons (we have no one) and then, she walks out and leaves. Now, I'll admit my house was not rose smelling because the dogs had been in the laundry room for a few days because of the rain, but we scrubbed it the best we could and the dogs went out and the room was cleaned this morning. Plus, she'd already been here a week or so ago (it smelled pretty much the same, maybe a little better) and she went on about how nice it was and how she'd work just fine here.

So, Danny and I rushed around and stayed on the phone for most of today to find a good place for him, my parents don't care and my dad went out and got Barbara wine last night. Lucy has CYT tonight, her show's in a few weeks, she's already missed a few classes because of sickness and we weren't sure she'd be able to go tonight. That was upsetting me more than anything. It is so very unfair for her life to suffer because she has selfish family members. Please send some extra prayers up for us and especially for Pop. We found a decent place in Lakeside for him and we're moving him in tonight and I just want him to be happy.