Last night I rode out Hurricane Irma with my mother. Unnerving but not as scary as I thought it would be. It helped that the hurricane was to our west and was downgraded to a category 1 or 2. Lots of wind and rain and we lost power just after 1:00 in the morning. The experience has taught me that I do not want to live in Florida. I never did, but since Mom moved here I figured I would consider living in the house down here. I can’t see that happening.
It is after 9 in the morning and as I mentioned there is no power. That means no television, which is not a huge problem. Cell phones are slow and because there is no power I had to decrease the capacity of it. Quite a few of the local radio stations are out. That is the scary thing. One hurricane could have wiped out all of the communication in the state. So now in addition to wondering about how to pay for Mom’s care I have to figure out how to get her out of Florida and back to New York with Medicaid. From what I have observed Mom definitely can use a nursing home. She is doing ok at home but her mornings and nights are rough. Eventually she won’t have any care at home.
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