Rewritten Day 11
It has taken me 2 days. From August 11, 2024, to this day, August 13, 2024. This was the only thing that was daunting the last two days. With it now, rewritten and done, I can now copy and post it on August 11, 2024. Yay! The entry DID NOT get deleted when I cut and pasted the entry this time—today. Whew…
A Relatively A Good Day. I Guess
I will be very honest with you. Since last week, when I was signing my recertification papers for Garden Court, I had learned that they counted my trust fund in my income! With my WisPACT trust fund, they included it as my income when it says it is NOT TO INCLUDED as income according to HUD and Section 8. Ummm, I have been pissed off and yesterday my brain was screaming swear words that wanted to come out of little, big mouth. Jackie and I made some phone calls to appeal. I am not happy with this company for not abiding to the rules of HUD rules. I will be calling others about how management doesn’t take of things properly as well. Living here has become my unhappy place, but yet, I do not dread coming and going from this place. I did fill out applications for a couple of places and waiting for the call to move.
As far as living here, I am unhappy and have been unhappy for a while like being unhappy at Burbank Plaza in 2019 through 2020, I have justified reasons to being unhappy as well. With Burbank Plaza I became unhappy when the tenant above me became a nasty tenant and harassed me by taking her furniture and dropping it to make thumping sounds all day until 2 or 3 AM in the morning. She, Becky Seehaver, and her loud boyfriend had gotten in trouble and evicted from the building. Becky land loud boyfriend caused their trouble for 6 months before other tenants began to notice what they were doing and other tenants started to complain. It was wonderful for a while to be believed, and yet some of the tenants made living at Burbank Plaza a place of dread. I was happy to leave it, but disappointed and anxious to return to the building. Then my caregiver Dawn and I had a falling out and she quit on the spot, leaving me without a caregiver for three weeks and found Mariah.
I ended up moving to Garden Court. It became my home and in 2022 I ended up in the hospital twice and in nursing homes twice until November 2022 and have been home since. Now I am not happy and waiting for word to move again. Living at Garden Court has been a living nightmare for a while now.
Dialysis Day
With dialysis starting a new week of treatment today, Deb and I got me ready for the day and downstairs to wait for my ride. I sat in chair #19 today and Jon was my technician today. Got in a little early and out by 2:40 PM and home by 2:51 PM and had to wait for Deb for only 5 minutes or less.
Dr. Anjum did his rounds with patients today. He stopped to chat with me. We talked briefly about my labs from Wednesday and said my phosphorus level was elevated. We discussed the idea of my meds being where they will be fine. Otherwise, he has no problems with me, and we will keep things the way they were going. It was a good dialysis day appointment today.
John Grisham’s Time For Mercy
With six chapters left of the book, tonight is the night I am going to finish reading the story. Deb can return the book this week and when she takes it to the library. Tomorrow I will be reading another John Grisham story 3 Days to Live. I can say woohoo and begin my reading regimen of the night. Good night and God bless.