First the knitting. I'm halfway finished with the first sleeve. May or may not have it finished by Friday. Another inch and I'll do one repeat of the snowflake pattern then seed stitch border. I don't know will have to try it on.
The sock is progressing. Tried to get a close-up but even my camera isn't cooperating. After four bright yellow pictures without flash I just gave up
Dammit will be making a visit to the hospital tomorrow morning. Tons of crap going on and I'm just too disgusted and exhausted to post about it. Will update after Dammit's visit tomorrow. Maybe that will put the both of us in a better mood.
Things aren't going well on the new floor. Just called up there, and he had an episode of not breathing after I left. Nobody bothered to call me. When I came back from going home from lunch, as I was walking up the hall, he was screaming help. He had taken the trach mask off and was trying to pull off his trach. He thought someone was strangling him he said. Then I find that someone, we don't know who after the nurse spent an hour calling around, pulled his chest tube. Never told the nurses. We don't which Dr. did it. I was told this morning that the ct-scan they did yesterday, showed he still had a small pneumo (hole).
I'm beyond pissed off. Trying to get to talk to a Dr. in the past few days is like pulling teeth. They keep sending me the DUMB resident. Sunday night, as an example, obviously not have read the chart he comes to ask me questions. "So, he's paralyzed since he can't walk?" That's just one of the many assumptive and stupid questions he asked. Everything he says, starts with "so". I'm hoping it's a language barrier and not that he's really that stupid. I'm beginning to think whatever country he's from their village is missing their idiot.
I have tons paperwork and red tape for the long term care insurance. Have to apply for SSD and SSI as part of that red tape, which comes with it's own red tape. It's part of the process I have to go through to be his caregiver, that I would have to go through even if I wasn't, to pay for the skilled nursing facility he will have to go through next.
Sorry, I'm just pissed off, frustrated, exhausted and many other negative moods. Thank goodness for what small escape I'm getting from a spare few minutes here and there on FB.