Another day, another issue to deal with for my life. This morning was a good start, with a call from a nurse from the nursing company, with questions and confirmation that they CAN fill my request for the catheter, but she had no confirmation as to the actual equipment. An easy thing to fix.

The second thing was less helpful. Thru my afternoon caregiver, I found out today that my weekend caregiver quit. And of course, no matter what they say, I have never had a caregiver who quit and called me or texted me to giver me a heads up. A thing they ALL PROMISE to do. "If things change, I'll be sure and let you know." Yeah, sure. Whether it's guilt or dismissal, it's no less a pain in the ass. So, I had to call the care agency office with a little "play dumb act," to find out more information, because shockingly, they did not call to tell me, either. This particular time, it was because they know they had me covered and they are short staffed this week. This company usually calls to let be a part of the organization of my care. But, in the past, I've had companies who NEVER called, had no care or understanding that I wanted, should and NEEDED to be a part of my personal care. Because far too many people who work in home health care still look at the clients, those of us who use and need services, as LESS, as second class humans, not even worth allowing participation in our own care. I am lucky, now, the current agency is, mostly, good at including me in my OWN CARE.

So, NEXT weekend is still not completely covered. Joy.

I'm stressed. I take into myself everyone else's drama and anxiety. And I think I might, despite all the effort I've gone into, have an infection. And I do not want to go into tell Dr. Jansky after all I did to get the catheter arranged. Keep drinking water. Yup.