Trapped

So... We had a meeting with the administrators at Mt. Ogden today. Not good.

We were told flat out that by the end of the meeting, they were planning to discharge her home. Yep, you read that right. Home. Which, if it were a feasible option, would have me jumping for joy. However, there is no way that could happen. We live in an upstairs apartment  that we have no way of getting her to or in. Besides that small little detail, she needs nursing care. Hello, people! Don't you think that if having her at home were an option, she'd already be there?

So, we came up with a plan. A plan that I don't neccesarily like, but it's our only option. The next time she screams, they're going to call an ambulance. Then, they're going to take her to Davis Hospital and have her worked up for a psychiatric evaluation. The reason it's Davis Hospital is because they have a psych unit equipped to handle bariatric (large statured) patients.

If we can solve this screaming problem (which I attribute to uncontrolled pain) they say they'll take her back. We'll see. I sure hope so since that's her home.