bummer of a day

Sometimes it just ain‘t easy.

I had an experience with two “caregivers” today that pretty much left me devastated. Lets hope they don’t kick me out of here because of it. I did not yell at anyone. I just sobbed uncontrollably, as can be attested to by the lovely caregiver that took over on the next shift and scraped what was left of me up off the floor.

I knew all along that I was not allowed to express any sort of disapproval to the workers. If the caregivers were to claim I yelled at them, they’d be lying.

Not that lying is unheard of. On Friday, there was no hot water, and thus no bath. Please remember that I pay a whole lot of extra money to get 5 baths a week. The normal fee only covers 2 per week. I was told, “Tyree will be here to fix it in 45 minutes. You can get a bath then.” That was a total fabrication.

So why did they lie to me? I wasn’t up in their faces demanding answers or anything. I just knew they had called Tyree, and asked what she’d said, and that is what I was told. Had they told me the truth, which was ”Tyree will come in and fix it tomorrow morning” I would have been content