Well this week was so busy that in the evening I just wanted to go to bed rather than blog.
Tuesday morning we got up at 5:00 a.m. and went to the Ogden Cannery to help can beef stew. We got there about 7:00 a.m. Larry worked measuring carrots and onions to put into the mix. I worked at a place on the assembly line where I had to make sure that all the ingredients were inside the can. If not I was to pick it up and put it in. When things were going slow at first it was not so bad but when it got going steady I felt like Lucy in the chocolate factory when they moved it up. Sometimes the meat would stick to the side of the can and it took three or four times of trying to grab it before it went in. We worked there until 11:00 a.m.
I made the mistake of wearing my suede walking shoes and they got stew all over the front. I tried washing them twice to see if it was maybe fake suede but I haven't checked yet to see if they dried properly. They were all covered with grease and white spots when I got home. Note to self. Wear washable shoes to the cannery!
When we got home after eating lunch I started working on the curriculum that I am writing. I am trying to finish up the last three chapters before Christmas and it is taking me way too long. I am so frustrated with this whole thing and pray each day that I can get it finished quickly. It is a very hard project for me.
Nathan texted me when I was working that he was going to move from the VA soon. I asked him some questions about it but he didn't know anymore he said. I wondered if he was confused so I texted Sara and she confirmed that he was being moved the next day. I was shocked. She was busy picking up kids from school so she said that she would update the caring bridge site later that evening.
This is what she posted:
"So....
These last few weeks have been pretty terrible. They told me at the
beginning of November that Tricare denied sending Nathan to the Core
Rehab center in Kyle, TX that we had been hoping he would get into. I
was told I needed to consider other options, since Nathan may be looking
at a discharge of early December. This was around the 5-8 of November.
Melinda and I went and chose from several facilities. The next week, I
asked all of the staff to come together to discuss options and possibly
pushing back his discharge till after the holidays so Nathan could get
thru em in a place he is comfortable. The doctor over Nathan was on
vacation that week, so I wasn't able to talk with him, but I expected my
concerns to be addressed. I also told them where I wanted Nathan to be
moved and they said they would apply for that. The next week, the week
before thanksgiving, Tuesday it was, the doctor came back from vacation
and told the social worker, who told me (the docs don't like to deal
with me)that he would not move discharge back and it would be taking
place on December 2. Which I was more or less (mostly less) satisfied
with b/c I had chosen another good rehab center. He is in an acute
center now and the new one would be post acute. His therapy and
everything would be happening at the new place. I was upset that they
couldn't hold off the discharge by he has made so much progress where he
is, but they assured me that he was reaching a "plateau" and his body
needed "a break" to regenerate. The therapists told me they were torn bc
he has made so much progress and they didn't want to see him go, but
they felt pressure bc acute facilities are only supposed to be short
term and he has been there 7 months. But I felt confident he would still
get help and rehab in the new post acute facility. Meanwhile his
retirement papers are quickly being pushed thru and I am making runs to
jag to get those straight bc they evaluated him incorrectly. Anyone who
has been around Nathan knows that he is more than 60% disabled and so we
are fighting to get %s changed and special monthly compensations put
back on that someone at the VA took off. Ugh. So anyways, the Thursday
before Thanksgiving, I was called into the office of his Army case
worker who proceeded to tell me that I had until the following Monday at
8am to choose a place or the decision would be taken from me. What?! I
chose a place! Apparently it was a no go. The Army was requiring I chose
from a list of five places that are both under the Tricare/va coverage.
I freaked! Spent that Sunday driving to these five places, completely
discouraged by what I was finding. Completely! I called the case worker
and the va federal recovery coordinator in tears bc I felt my wants
weren't being respected. I had already chosen a place and was ok if it
was only covered by Tricare, I would worry about the va coverage when he
is retired. So (this is the week of thxgvng) I spoke w them Monday
morning and they said they would try to get it cleared at the place I
originally wanted him. Tuesday they called back and said that the va
social worker said there were no beds at the rehab center I wanted him
in. I had to choose from the list of five I had been given the previous
week, (all the while dealing with jag and trying to get special
extensions on his retirement paperwork so we could get his monthly
retirement pay up to where it should be)... (And dealing with a horrible
chest cold/flu).... And Sam's diagnosis was also fully upped to autism
spectrum this week, which we knew but it was still a step back and think
moment.... So I had to chose.
I chose a place close to our church in the hopes that he would have more
visitors from people he loved, as his visits have really tapered off,
which has caused stress on both of us. It's not my favorite choice, but
it was the least evils. A "skilled nursing facility".
Wednesday I was told it had been approved and he would be moved this
week, after thxgvng. My dad came for thxgvng which was wonderful. And it
passed too quick.
Monday morning, yesterday, I had a feeling I should call the rehab
facility I originally wanted and see if there were in fact I beds, as I
have been feeling lately like the VA docs just want to put him somewhere
but still bring him back there for outpatient therapy, which makes no
sense if they say he has plateaud and they think he needs a break. But I
felt like they wanted the glory of still helping him, without the
actually responsibility of housing him and if I put him in another rehab
facility, they would relinquish control of his rehab, so that was a
nogo from them. I called the rehab place but went to voicemail. Twenty
minutes later the army rep from there called me and asked if I was still
interested bc he hadn't heard from anyone. It old him that I had been
told there were no beds. He told me they had plenty. So I called my army
social worker upset and feeling lied to. Anyways, needless to say
there's some BS about acute vs post acute vs skilled nursing and the
number of rehab hours he would get at each... The VA docs talked the
rehab guy down and told him that nathan needs skilled nursing and not
another rehab facility, which I don't get bc they plan to bring him back
there for rehab several days a week. So, I spent another hour of tear
filled phone calls trying to convince someone to listen to me and let
Nathan continue to work from the facilityI chose. No go.
He is being moved tomorrow to the skilled nursing facility by our
church. He will receive rehab an hour or two a day, share a room with
someone, and possibly be sent to the va for outpatient rehab a few times
a week.
It was out of my hands and I've done all I can.
Nathan asked the doctor last week when he would be discharged and the
doc said "I don't know".... Which is a nice way of stretching the truth
and completely unfair to Nathan, who feels like he has had little say in
a any of it, but that makes two of us."
Needless to say I was so frustrated. Frustrated by the fact that this had happened but also frustrated that Sara had not reached out to get some help from our family. I feel like we need a family fast to get some help with the disability classification. Larry is classified as 70% disabled with his diabetes so there is so way that Nathan is only 60%. I also told Sara to call her congressman but Mom mentioned that maybe she should get a lawyer. I haven't talked to her about that but I think I will text Larry my brother and see if he can recommend someone.
We went to the gym in the evening and went to bed early because we had to pick up BJ and Holly in the morning at 7:00 a.m.
Wednesday we got up at 5:00 a.m. again. I know that some people have to do that everyday as I once did for work but for Larry and I we are really stretching when we get up that early. Although I don't know why as we survive.
Anyway we went to get BJ and Holly at the airport. They got in a little early so they were frozen by the time that we got there. I forgot to mention yesterday that it snowed and the temperatures dropped from the 60's during the day to the teens and 20's. They had just left Hawaii with 70 degree temperatures! It was so good to see them and have a chance to talk to them for a minute. Because they had flown all night and not got good sleep they went to bed for a while when we got home.
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June and Larry in mission picture |
While they were sleeping we decided to go to the temple in Bountiful. We hurried and got dressed. Before we went down we went to our neighbors Brent Peterson and had him take a picture of us dressed up for our mission papers. Then we went down and as we were going in the temple I realized even before we got to the desk that I had forgot my recommend. So we turned around and went back. With the recommend in hand and about 30 minutes later we entered the temple and had a great experience. No throwing up today. Larry was able to do the work for another one of his uncles.
When we got home about 1:00 p.m. BJ and Holly were just getting up and dressed. BJ wanted to make french toast for them so we all had some. I began making salsa because we had bought the ingredients for some and it needed to get made. It was fun talking and visiting with BJ and Holly as we worked and ate. When I finished the salsa and cleaned up the kitchen I told them I had to work for a couple of hours.
When I went to work I needed to read some information so I could understand what to write. I had a hard time staying awake at the temple and I found myself falling asleep in my chair. Finally at 4:00 p.m. I went in and joined Larry for a nap for an hour. So I only "worked" for one hour that day.
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Holly and BJ at the Utah Jazz game |
At 5:00 p.m. I got up and cleaned some strawberries and we ate those with vanilla ice cream
and then we went to Salt Lake with BJ and Holly to go to a Utah Jazz game. We parked at the Gateway so Holly wanted to go get some cookies at a store there. We got some exercise as it was about 3 blocks away and the Gateway mall is outdoors so we were cold. We got about two for each of us and then we went to the game. Apparently they have a deal where you can buy a ticket with Pizza for dinner so we all got a Papa John's individual pizza and a drink and went to enjoy the game. It was a good game until the end. The Jazz was ahead most of the game but then could not make many shots in the Fourth Quarter and ended up loosing it to the Pacers. It was a better game than I thought it was going to be considering that the Pacers are #1 in the league and the Jazz is at the bottom.
I learned that an individual pizza is not necessarily the amount you should eat if you want to lose weight however. The pizza was 24 points by it's self. And I am sure that the cookies were about 5 points each so I had about 48 points for the day again. I did get a diet drink though!
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Brooke, Holly, Kirsten, BJ, Kennedy, Jon, and Taylor at party |
Thursday we slept in until 8:00 a.m. Then we went to the gym. We came home and had lunch and I began working on curriculum. I was able to start writing the chapter. At 2:20 I went to get a mammogram because I have to have it for my mission papers. Then I came home and wrote until 5:00 p.m. when we headed to Logan for the Family Party we were having at Erick's new apartment there.
The party was so fun. We had everyone there that lives in Utah except Michelle and her family. Heather had cooked a roast and potatoes and carrots and everyone made something to add to it. We bought a cake topped with Strawberries and custard and cream that looked wonderful so I had some but it was not that good. BJ and Holly gave us some cookies that they brought in Hawaii that are dipped in chocolate. They are sooo good. Too good they are 4-5 points each depending on the type of chocolate they are dipped in and they are about 1x2 inches. They also offered to pay $150.00 of our fare to come to Hawaii. Now we just need to find the other money. I was also impressed that Kirsten's husband Jon came. He does not always come to family parties so I was grateful he would come. They girls also were able to come as it was on a Thursday evening when Jon and Kirsten have them. It was fun because when we got there Ryker came and gave me a big hug around my legs. Heather said that he has been missing having grandparents close.
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Erick, Heather, Brooke, Kirsten, Larry and BJ at Party |
Friday we had our LDS Employment mission. We got there and forgot that we closed early that day for a "Staff Meeting" which was actually a Christmas Dinner at Golden Corral. I tried to be good but I forgot that their fudge is 9 pts per serving so I put it on my ice cream. So my meal was 22 pts. Larry didn't even worry about points for that meal. So if we loose weight this week it will be a miracle.
We went home and laid down for a while and had a great relaxing afternoon. Mom called and said that we should not come down on Saturday in the storm so I may have some time on Saturday to write the curriculum. I updated her on the happenings in our family and she told me about her carpet getting cleaned and what was going on there.
Then we went to the gym. I don't know if it was resting for the afternoon but I was really tired at the gym and almost couldn't get in my 2 miles for the evening.
I am writing this from the Family Search Center on Saturday morning. We have to work until noon. It is predicted to snow a lot today so we have not had anyone come in today. Larry is working on getting some more of his ancestors that need work done qualified. I got a packet full of information on the new goals of Family Search last night in the mail. It said "Dear Missionary" so I guess someone does not have me on the list of released missionaries. I was excited to get it. I need to help some sisters in my ward and I decided that the "My Family" Book that they just brought out might be a way to start. I needed 2 booklets and only had one and we have no money to spend. So I asked Heavenly Father to help me find a way to get the other book. He is so awesome in the way he answers prayers. Now I have no excuse. I have to take it to them and start helping them. The Gospel is true and God answers prayers.