Monday morning.... in Plan B

I knew when I left my lady on friday - that something was going to happen to her. What? I do not know. But before I left I spoke to her about speaking to her son since he is the one handeling all the affairs about getting me to come an extra 2 days a week just to get her dressed, fed and what not. She did have her primary doctor order her the bed side rail which is good. But now. Her daughter called me this a.m. and from the sound of her voice she dosn’t sound like she is all the brigh t. I know that is bad to say but it is the truth. It’s ok tho. But here is what happened. She went to the doctor on friday and as she was leaving the building the doors that close automatically closed on her and she fell and broke her hip. WTF? Her daughter asked me if it was a medical van or what and I told her I have no idea. I automatically put my foot out to stop doors. Even at Publix if I see an old person I will do it. There slow it’s rainy and they just want to get inside. Now she is a hospital and going to send her to rehab. O man. I really care for this lady. Waiting on my office to call me back. sigh. Now I am down to 2 this week. Jimmy and Bobby. Jimmy’s last day of chemo is wed. Yea. Friday we was out of it - out of it. First time ever. Usually he is super hyper on his phone a 1,000 times just bat shit crazy what is called chemo crazies. But I just blow it off. He actually slept. I counted his breaths. He was in a deep sleep. Hopefully the agency can pitch in and give me some people or let me go to the rehab and help her. Rehabs are just as bad as alf’s. Nothing but head patting and mac n cheese eating slobs that barely can scratch there own ass and now there taking care of her? No.
What a way to start a monday. I hope the rest of the week goes smooth. I hate being short shifted but thankfully I do have a job.