It's Thursday today and I visited my brother. It's the last weekday where I won't be working, I am going back to work on Monday, having fully recovered from my surgery. I must say it's much easier to visit him when I am not working, it is not nearly as much as a burden. Plus, when I visit him during the week at night, we don't have time to go out, I just sit with him at the nursing home. Today we went to Dunkin Donuts and I bought him a coffee. He seemed to relish it, which made me feel good.
I've been having a few run ins with the social worker, who is a young, inexperienced male. I have asked him several times to make arrangements to have my brother's hearing aid cleaned, he hasn't done anything about it yet. Readers will remember that because the home didn't clean the hearing aid, I had to pay almost $400 to have it fixed. He is also supposed to be arranging to have cataract surgery for my brother and he hasn't done anything on that either. I am close to calling the home director and asking her to intercede. He seems to be in charge of the laundry,which has lost most of my brother clothes and all his socks. Today I brought the 12 new pairs of white socks with my brother's name written in huge block letters in indelible ink and I showed the socks to this guy and told him that my expectations were that they shouldn't be lost.
My brother seemed a little out of breath today. I arranged for him to get a haircut and asked the nurse to make sure his fingernails get cut. His nails are really raggedy and he has been scratching himself.
I am pretty relaxed from the long time I have had off of work. I am a bit concerned the stress is going to start up again next week, and I am determined not to let it get me sick again. I am also concerned that this visiting twice a week (that's two hours of driving alone, not even counting the visiting) is going to get overwhelming over time.
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