I try to jot something in the diary category even if nothing much has happened. It’s just good practice.
I woke at 7 a.m. this morning, on my own. I have my old friendly blue shirt for the week who is part Jewish (Orthodox once) and part D.R.
What a combination. For a few years her father and uncles tried to make her into an Hasidic Jew – complete with the wig – and whatever other rituals they live by.
But she couldn’t stand it and left home at 16 and has now raised 4 kids with her husband, and works here for must be two years.
So that means a relatively stressless week as far as the blue coats go. At least during the day. She doesn’t wake me if I’m sleeping, and doesn’t run around the place like a chicken with its head cut off like many of the new blue coats do.
I fell asleep thinking about the sign to put on the door for the next crew. It has to be simple, and concentrate on one thing, otherwise they will get confused.
Such as: DON’T REMIND ME ABOUT MEALS IN THE DINING ROOM. I TAKE CARE OF MY OWN FOOD.
Start with that one and see if it works. Large font.
And if that works: DON’T WAKE ME IF I’M SLEEPING TO ASK HOW I AM.
(Unless I haven’t moved in many hours and the place is smelling rank.)
Today I should find out from the social worker whether I was accepted for a higher amount of Medicaid Money – and I fell asleep wondering whether I should say that I was recording the conversation as well, after the Medicaid person asked if she had my permission to record the conversation, or whether I would be starting off too aggressively.
Even if all that is approved and I receive the correct amount of promised money, there is no telling where (which banking account) it will wind up in. If it goes into my Citibank account (which is where my SS Check has wound up for the last 4.5 months) then I have to get it out of there as soon as possible because there are still credit card companies doing transfers out of there for their interest (although I’ve called them all and cancelled all my cards).
If I just write a check, or do an electronic transfer to the Castle of my SS check plus the $78 I’m short, it could take the Castle 2 weeks to cash the check (as it did — you see I didn’t mean to get into the weeds, but that’s where you end up. Down in the weeds.)
I can only say that I wished I had recorded the initial intake session with the psychiatrist , the social workers, the two bookkeepers. And I don’t know who else. Because so far, nothing they have said has materialized. I do have a witness (my younger sister who is a full professor of social work and confirms everything went as I remember it) but I am just hoping it finally works out.
And that’s where it’s at right now. I’m going to put up the link to my Fine Arts Store. I don’t know if I’ll get in trouble for selling prints, but since the state owes me 5 months of what I was promised – f—- it.