What a day today turned out to be for me. I do not know how many times I have to tell a company that my medical ride company is not open on Sundays or holidays because I was on the phone for an hour yesterday explaining that to the agent I was speaking to. The social worker at dialysis also spent time on the phone with MTM about my medical ride not running on Sundays and holidays. It makes things frustrating for anyone involved now-a-days. Even in Wisconsin, we cannot have preferred rides anymore. Whoever was in charge of that in Wisconsin took that option away. Also, I am a rider who needs a paralift, not a car. YBWF is a paralift company as well as for patients who can walk with some type of aid. MTM has complaints from me that have been founded to be true and not true or not founded in my favor. There was one company called Cream City I had difficulty with. They will not pick me up anymore. I had proof, thanks to my caregivers, that their drivers drive over the speed limit and was clocked at 100 miles an hour and almost getting hit by semis or other big vehicles because the driver gets too close. My complaints went to unfounded, or no such claim was true. 😩… what? I am feeling I am being picked on. MTM, Veyo, and Logisticare have their good traits as well as not good traits. I am satisfied with YBWF most of the time, but sone days I find them unsatisfactory.
I am feeling stressed out at this time. Every year between Halloween and New Year’s, I deal with a lot of emotions I cannot always explain. Although I love the holidays, the giving and receiving, and getting together with my dad and stepmom Sandy, I am anxious and deal with some depression during the holidays. Although change is occurring all the time, change and I have issues from time to time. Change and I do not always mesh well. I am used to a schedule and once I am on a schedule, I keep to it. With my two caregivers, they do things differently because they are two different individuals. Deb is in her 60’s while Jackie is in her 40’s. I am in my mid 50’s. My mom is 80, my dad is 82, Sandy is 74, Lonnie is 73, my brother is 58, sister is 37, and a sister-in-law who is going to be 59 in a day or two, so I have a family that has a variety of ages. Some family members are not young anymore. At my age, I have seen a lot of death in the past 10 years among friends and family that I did not worry about when I was younger … now, I worry about. I still love the holidays, but the celebrating comes with an emotional attachment I do not want.