Monday night after teaching Nose Work classes is always that "will I get a late arrival pad in one of the interim shelters or will all sites fill" night.
Last night the site for individuals filled, but I was allowed to go to the family site. Yep, screamy kids (and auto-correct changed that to creamy. Holy crud.) BUT, the kids mostly went quiet at around 10.
Here's the good part: I slept on the pad next to my friend with the walker... the lady who'd been rolled away by the EMT's last Wednesday. She WAS admitted until Thursday night, and released because she has her own cardiologist, and is going to go see him. They wanted her to see the cardiologists at that hospital, but since her doctor has her history, agreed she could leave and see her own doctor.
The not as good news: her EKG was abnormal (which is why she needs that appointment.) And she had another "episode" while in the ambulance, so they gave her a nitroglycerin patch.
I told her I get a free pass now... If I say, "I'm going to go get someone to help," she has to allow it - no guilting me into waiting to see whether she improves, to keep from upsetting her husband.
Maybe knowing she was ok is what helped me to sleep so well last night.
I am doing laundry at Soap Opera Laundromat. (I normally do it on Sunday, but was judging.) Then I have a 10:30 appointment with my PADS caseworker. I am going to ask about guaranteed pads and about how people are being made to feel guilty for being in the shelter.
I think the guaranteed pads are only for those with a full time job or a medical release. I've been participating in the Employment Group faithfully, just haven't landed that job yet. Plus, I am going to be seeing a mental health counselor, once that is scheduled. Maybe one of those will allow me to have a guaranteed pad. Or not. (I am thinking, not. But I can ask.)
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