Yesterday was the year anniversary of Becky first receiving Individualized Funding. It has been a year of surprises. I anticipated Becky being almost independent by now, me having a job (and finally improving my financial status) and preparing to move into a cute townhouse with Tom. None of those things have happened, or are about to happen.
We currently have no staff. I’m in the process of hiring, but it is frustrating. The people generally have no post-secondary education, are often from other countires so english is their second or third language, and there are cultural differences which can make life difficult for Becky.
Becky is only staying at the condo part-time. We are working on her feelings of security and comfort while she is there. Last week, I was able to leave her alone for two hours, which is great. We are planning on having the bathroom renovated there, and having a wheel-in shower installed. I think, at that point, we will be moving back there at least five days a week. The renovation should help the staff, and will definitely be an improvement for Becky, who currently transfers herself on and off a bath bench every time she has a shower. Not easy for someone who can’t stand without her braces on, and can only use one arm. Try it some time; moving yourself from one surface to another only using one arm.
Because we don’t have any staff, and because we are wandering minstrels, at the moment, I can’t look for work, and don’t expect to for quite a while, so the coffers continue to shrink.
The last change, is that I am now single, again. Tom and I went our separate ways a couple of months ago. Not surprising when you consider the circumstances. Although most people assumed we were living together, we never did, so for me it has, sadly, been a relatively easy transition.
Have we made any progress? A question I ask myself most days. Yes, I think so. We have a home for Becky whenever she is ready to move on. We have learnt a lot over the summer. Becky did learn some new skills, and she is feeling better about being alone at the condo. We have learnt that Becky needs to do things at her own pace, which is slow, and she needs more input as to the amount of new things she can take on at any given time, and I have learnt that I didn’t train people as well as I could have. We have had a little break, and we are preparing to try again, and that’s all we can do; keep trying.
Where will be a year from now? I can’t even begin to imagine.