If you had to work the system would you? Millions of illegals do it every day and they get free health care. They get all kinds of services. I have talked about it before from a health care giver role. Today I became a part of the problem. I decided to hold my ground and make them help us. I know we don't have insurance. I know the hospital is going to take a loss.
I don't care. We need help.
We had a meeting today. It was exactly what I expected. They are working on the fastest discharge plan they can come up with. They want us to take her back. The doctor gave her a generic depression diagnosis. Anything else they said takes time.
I know about that. How about 19 years?
We made some tough decisions before we went in there. That if they didn't offer us anything but the same old thing we were going to let them figure this out.
That is what happened. They are going to have to place Kayla. She does have some options. It's more work for them. But hopefully since she is an inpatient the SW can file for her to be on disability and find her a place to live. The SW was trying to let us know about waiting lists and all that. But I know the rules. They can't kick Kayla to the curb. She is there until they can find a place. That is what you call motivation. They will work much harder at it since it's their wallet. I'm mean aren't I.
She mentioned a home where Kayla would have to work a 40 hour a week job. That would be too perfect. I don't know if she can even keep a job and follow directions. She usually thinks she has a better idea. It is my hope that God will provide for her just the right situation. That she will meet some people and make at least ONE real life good friend. I pray she gets a job she can do and feel good about herself doing it. This kid needs some success. There will be room at the inn for her. She has Someone on her side that can supernaturally help.
That is as good as it gets.
Jennifer is working on her situation. She has promised to go to a clinic and get "Fred" looked at before I have a nervous breakdown.
Then I went to Cato and bought Jennifer a beautiful new baby sky blue blouse with gold designs on it, and a little card, just because. Sometimes the things I miss most about my own Mama give me ideas about exactly what I ought to do next. It cheered me up to buy a gift. It will cheer her up to get one.
I am actually more relaxed than I have been in weeks. I called the hospital and Kayla is not crying, she isn't upset. For the last 3 nights I have been able to lie down in the bed and not cough. I'm so tired this time that not even the steroids are getting me up and buzzing around. I'm resting. I'm going to go take a nap next.
So much to be grateful for. God is on the move, He never fails.