I feel fear more than anything else. I’m afraid of the pain, afraid of vulnerability, helplessness and being left alone for long periods of time. I fear what I can’t do such a get up on my own. Every time they put the wheelchair beside the bed and have me sit to get in it, there’s a feeling of dread. I dread trying to move legs I can’t feel.
I fear falling. I fear angering people who may take advantage of my vulnerable state and hurt me physically.
I do my best not to be ruled by these fears but I certainly feel them.
A change that took place today is that my insurance no longer pays for a private room. In a few hours I’ll switch to a serious down grade, w a roommate. When I heard I just cried. I have to figure out what happened and get my room back. They’re going to move me to long-term nursing care room w a roommate. I’m not happy! This all happened so fast and it makes me nervous.
Despite not even being able to get out of bed on my own or even being able to change my own depends, insurance feels I’m ready to return home w skilled nursing help. Um, no! What home? I still don’t have an apartment.
My head is swimming. Things change so drastically.
Update : see comment section concerning now having a private room in long-term care.