This has been a bad week for me in Dad’s assisted living unit. First, there were no more trousers left in his closet with four days to go before the laundry was done. Part of this problem was that Dad kept needing new trousers. The other part was that at least two pairs were missing. My answer was to wash the trousers in the laundry room though I pay for assisted living to do it and then go on a search for the missing trousers. The search produced no results and means that I must add purchasing new trousers to my never ending to do list.
Today I have scheduled a volunteer from the Jewish Family Service to pay Dad a call. The idea is to introduce him to a person who could fill in as companion.
Dad doesn't like anyone else but my husband me around, but to be honest, when we get a break, we feel so much better. So whether Dad likes it or not, he's stuck with those we hire to fill in for us.