And...Break!

Sharon moved into the transitional living facility this week. We haven't done any dancing in our tiny house, but we feel a little bit of breathing room to say the least.

Never heard from Pioneer Center to confirm the move in time, but the program manager for the house told us to go for it since we had scheduled a date (just didn't have a time). So, off we went early in the morning to make sure that we didn't have to move in the oppressing heat.

Amazing how much crap one person can have. I'm honestly not sure what Sharon is going to do with all of her junk once she ends up having a roommate at the transitional living facility (when this happens, she will be sharing her room...the other two girls have their own rooms). And, not that I don't need the exercise, but between my husband and his bum knees and Sharon and, well....I basically did all of the lugging out of the vehicles into the house and then up the stairs.

We got Sharon's bed set up, but we left the unpacking to her (and one of the other girls was there willing to help).

My husband and I went to the bank and the store and, by the time we got home (about 45 minutes from the time we had left the house) Sharon was calling to say that she was missing her quilted mattress pad. Not a small item.

I asked Sharon if she had unpacked everything. She said she had unpacked most everything and she couldn't find it so she was sure that it must be missing...and the thing is, the roommate was feeding her the words to say to me.

Where did we go wrong?

Sharon, I said, I walked through the whole house before we left and I know that there was nothing left here before we went to unpack. I assured her that if she finished unpacking she would find her quilted mattress pad. If she didn't find it, she should call us back. We didn't get a call back, of course.

So, Sharon and one of the girls got her set up and the program manager checked the room to make sure that the layout was okay...and made some suggestions to Sharon for a better way to organize her closet, etc.

Sharon had a great first day and night.

I picked her up for the dr. the next day. We had a nice talk. That was a nice change of pace. I am looking forward to having a nice relationship with her again. I was pretty tense toward her the last few months because she seemed to know better than all of us what was right and the atmosphere here was not pleasant. Now she will have to follow their rules and she will realize that maybe it wasn't so bad here all along.

Anyway, our only huge concern are her exercises. When she got out of the car yesterday she was literally limping...already. That had been my main fight with her...those damn exercises! Now she was already limping and she had to practically hop onto the stoop to get in the house. One day and she was already deteriorating. She said she had done her exercises, but I am not sure she could have if she was walking like that. We aren't sure what to do...or if we should do nothing. Our big concern is that she is going to end up losing her job because her foot/ankle will hurt too much.

Our responsibilities aren't over with her, we know that, but it is nice to know that she is in a place that will help her move forward toward independence...to take over where we needed to leave off.