For the first time in about ten years I won't be at the West Indian Day Parade. It is raining today and my rules are I only go to Eastern Parkway if it is not raining and if the temperature is over 70 degrees.. The bad things is it is after 4:00 in the afternoon and the sun is just coming out. Doesn't matter. God willing I will see it net near.
I haven't written much for the entire year. Truth be told it feels like I have given up on writing. The year has been so stressful. Let me bring you up to date.
I've already documented that my mother passed away in January of this year. She picked up a nasty skin infection on her leg in December. So nasty that the hospital said they would have to amputate her right leg. Meantime the nursing home she was at evicted her as soon as they sent her off to the emergency room. It didn't matter though. The infection was so severe Mom ultimately had to go to a Hospice. At age 91 what was the use of traumatizing her by amputating her leg? I chose to let her go with dignity and with as little pain as possible. She went to Calvary Hospital and they kept her comfortable until she passed away January 16th. The funeral was two weeks later and Mom is resting with my father. I have documented most of this before.
What I haven't documented was the situation with the nursing home. This is mostly because there is a battle growing between Workmen's Circle and I. They are attempting to sue me and not Mom's estate over what she owes the home and I am counter-suing them for neglect, abuse and her pain and suffering. While Mom was at Workmen's Circle she ate, slept and apparently took pain killers but the home did very little else. Because they never got her up or walked her she lost circulation in her left leg and developed gangrene in her right toes. She had that for about three months before it was even close to being properly treated. Meaning they sent her to the hospital for an ultrasound in late October or November. Three days after her 91st birthday she was discovered to have an advanced infection on her left knee. It was presumed it was because of the infection on her toes on the same foot. While at the hospital the nurses noted the bed sores.
Dad was at Beth Abraham in 2011 and died there. He owed money but they went after his estate and it was eventually paid. Equally as important Beth Abraham did their job with him. When Dad died from the heart attack I had no reason to go after them. I could have but the motivation would have been greed.
I had to file three complaints with New York State Health and Hygiene regarding my mother. At a later date I will post the actual complaints.
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