The Neverending Nightmare...

The whole situation we're in is one long protracted nightmare. Oldham Council are an utter, utter shambles. They talk a good game but fail to deliver. I'm convinced that everything gets lost in translation down the line. The scenario we're in is so complex and complicated it's driving me and Mum mad with worry. Not only are we still not receiving the correct amount for the Support Plan but we've yet to find carers that are going to take on the extra shifts that I'll need when Mum goes in hospital. The 35 hours I'm allocated haven't even been covered properly yet, then you get carers mithering about petrol allowances and backing out at the eleventh hour. People don't seem to want to come out to do the job if it's a half hour pop in or if it's weekend work. I feel like putting my head in the gas oven with it all.

Kim Doolan is supposed to be coming tomorrow and I've just written a list of things I need to take up with her. For example, the financial contribution is going up to over £180 a month and I'll be damned if I'm paying it but that's another stress Mum's dealing with also. It's just one issue after another and nothing is getting fully resolved. God knows what's going to happen when Mum goes into hospital as I'll be on shaky ground if I'm just relying on carers. I can definitely foresee many, many problems ahead where things go absolutely pear shaped.

To add to this I've had a long term water infection so I'm seeing the quack about that tomorrow. I can't have my bone treatment because the drug itself can flare up water infections. Mum's had to have injections in her shoulders too as she's got arthritis in them both. So sadly, we're not in a good place at the moment.