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Hello, vagabounds.My cousin the insurance agent came and suprevised the organization of my bedroom before the nurse who evaluated longtime care came. I can take care of myself in spite of my disabilities (asthma, metal rod and artificial hip, etc.) – in fact that morning I walked at least a 1/4 mile each way to and from the supermarket. He made me throw out a lot of stuff that I didn’t wanna part with and had me hide my shirts that I hung on the door put in my closet. I resisted throwing out some things and explained why I needed to hold onto them, but allowed him to throw out a lot of my empty cardboard boxes – I iove boxes – they make excellent containers, but I allowed him to throw out the flimsy cardboard ones that weren’t holding anything. In the end, I love the way my room looks! there’s so much space in my room now
In the end, the nurse who interviewed me wasn’t interested in seeing my room. I guess she was interested in seeing that I don’t at present need any care – I’m concerned with what will happen should I get alzheimers or a stroke – my apt. is the perfect place to be should I be disable – better than a nursing home – especially with the 2nd bathroom inside my bedroom.
Hello, vagabounds.My cousin the insurance agent came and suprevised the organization of my bedroom before the nurse who evaluated longtime care came. I can take care of myself in spite of my disabilities (asthma, metal rod and artificial hip, etc.) – in fact that morning I walked at least a 1/4 mile each way to and from the supermarket. He made me throw out a lot of stuff that I didn’t wanna part with and had me hide my shirts that I hung on the door put in my closet. I resisted throwing out some things and explained why I needed to hold onto them, but allowed him to throw out a lot of my empty cardboard boxes – I iove boxes – they make excellent containers, but I allowed him to throw out the flimsy cardboard ones that weren’t holding anything. In the end, I love the way my room looks! there’s so much space in my room now
In the end, the nurse who interviewed me wasn’t interested in seeing my room. I guess she was interested in seeing that I don’t at present need any care – I’m concerned with what will happen should I get alzheimers or a stroke – my apt. is the perfect place to be should I be disable – better than a nursing home – especially with the 2nd bathroom inside my bedroom.