As I am still recovering from my hospital stay and surgery, I tend to be thinking more and more of the “what ifs” I know I am very lucky that my daughter, Becca, and step-daughter, Becky, were able to drop everything and come to stay with me and take care of me. But “what if” they couldn’t? What if there was no one who could have come to help with my daily tasks?
During the first month or so of being home, I couldn’t dress myself, I couldn’t bathe myself, and I couldn’t cook meals to feed myself. I often think about what I would have done if there had been no one who could help me. Just what do people do who are in that position?
Then I thought about my mother-in-law and father-in-law. They live in a small town in the north Georgia mountains, about a hundred miles away from any of their children. Fabgrandpa and I live two thousand miles away. While his brothers and sisters-in-law, and adult nephews and nieces can make the trip up to check in on my mother and father-in-law on the weekends, that leaves them on their own during the week when everyone has to work.
When my mother-in-law fell and broke her hip, she spent some time in a rehabilitation facility. When she was able to go home, they were referred to a home health care company that provides personalized home care service for an hourly fee. The company sent out a very nice woman who makes sure that they are taking their medications, which is very important. Donna also helps my mother-in-law with bathing, cleans the house, makes meals for them. She takes my mother-in-law to her doctors appointments, to the hair salon, and shopping. Having this home health care assistant has given my mother-in-law freedom to stay in her own home, and has taken some of the load off of my father-in-law, who has health issues of his own.
So, I think if I get to the point where I can’t do things for myself, such as driving or taking a bath or fixing my own hair, then getting a home health care assistant would be the thing to do, instead of going into an expensive nursing home or assisted living facility. Fabgrandpa and I could stay together longer, and be happier, with less expense. I think that would be a good solution for us.