You know there are days like yesterday that make me wonder if my fiancée is okay. You may be asking “why”. Well, that's because I haven't seen her in a long time. That might make you ask “why” again. Well, that's because I'm the Primary Family Caregiver to my mother. That means I can't just go out and do what I want because I'm always needed for something when relating to my mother. Yes, I love my mother, but I also love my fiancée. So, as you can see, being a Caregiver has its problems.
Now, you might be asking “Why don't you just call her”. Well, I'm glad you asked, and the answer is she's in a nursing home. Well, it's considered to be an Assisted living facility, but let's face it that's just a nicer way of calling it a nursing home. Now, I used to not have any problems walking into a nursing home, but that was until a nursing home shipped my Grandmother to a Hospital and did not even tell my mother or me about it until we came to pay them. That's when I started to not like nursing homes. That was also when I started to question all the things they told me when relating to the other patients in their care. So when my fiancée told me she was going to a nursing home it bring back a lot of shit and I would have to hope she did go through what my Grandmother did.
My fiancée ended up getting even worse than what my Grandmother went through. Now, my fiancée sees only the good in people and didn't understand why I hated nursing homes so much until the last time I talked to her. At first, she thought I was just an anti-nursing home person, and I guess I ended up that way only because of what a nursing home did to my Grandmother. She didn't know I was thinking of her safety until she started to see how a nursing home works herself. After she saw more and more of what a nursing home does to its patients she started to understand, but it was too late. I say it's too late because now they tell her that she can only leave if the doctor clears her to leave. They even told her that even if she did leave her Social Security checks would still go to them for some time and that my fiancée would need to prove that she can make it on her own with or without it. Hell, she couldn't even check herself out to go to Walmart, and she was the one who signed herself up for the nursing home.
At the end of the day, I just have to hope she is still here. That goes the same for her brother and mother.