I was brought to reality this week when the physical therapist and nurse told me that Jim was targeted to end his therapy on 4/4, which in nursing home language means 'you need to decide what you are going to do about Jim's care because his insurance won't cover anymore'. I was told that he had declined and his therapy couldn't continue without progress. The therapist said that in his condition we would see good and bad times but she felt that it would not be in his best interest to go home for both of us.
I guess there was always truth in back of my mind that he wouldn't come back home, but I hoped he would beat the odds. Realistically, even though he has his good moments, there are many concerns and behavior that needs constant attention.
So I was faced with the BIG decision. I hate decisions, I hope I made the right one.
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