Hearing

Settling in at Elk Run. Until the place gets put together, a while yet, that process will continue.

It will take longer to settle in with the people. In part due to a fundamental problem–poor hearing. In the dining room the clank of glasses, rising and falling chatter, the ping of silverware on plates, makes hearing a challenge. It also interferes with thought. Hard to think with all the noise. As Mike said, waving his hands over his ears, distressed, “I can’t think with all this.”  Bothered me, too.  As a result, we often trail off mid-sentence, giving over our conversations to the chaos.

Shadow seems happy. She likes her walks, her times with Annie, and playing with me.

Alan and Joanne came by yesterday. We spoke of many things. The marginalization of creativity; whether an AI doomsday await us all, my doggie. It was a delight to have them here.

Stamina sucks. Need to workout in long hallway. Thighs are weak. Strengthening my legs and increasing stamina: priorties.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LTC policy

Big event of the day. I filed my claim with Allianz. Long Term Care policy. The initial intake took about 45 minutes. Chronic illness? Prostate cancer. Trouble with activities of daily living, aka ADLs? Showering. Dressing. Other questions. These were the important ones.

Allianz now sends queries to Elk Run, Visiting Angels, Sue Bradshaw, Dr. Bupathi. At some point a decision gets made. Often a first denial, sometimes a second, then my financial people will step in. Help me.

Once approved there’s a 90-day waiting period before payment begins. That means I have to pay for Elk Run on my own for at least three months.  I will get a check covering all of Visiting Angel’s invoice. The LTC policy will also cover my bill at Elk Run. Can’t wait.

Carol, my physical therapist, came by for our last visit. As I mentioned before, her entire department, Mt. Evans Home Health Care, got axed. Announced only three weeks ago. September 30th is her last day. I snuck in as a last patient to be fully discharged.

Exercise has been hard to keep up as I learn a new routine, have visitors, and remain fatigued. I need it though or I will never dig myself even part way out of the deep hole left over from my medical July. Note to self: do it.

The cardboard wall of book boxes behind me has vanished like the Berlin Wall. Ginny and Janice. Many boxes remain; many have left the building empty. Closer and closer to moved in.

 

Ginny and Janice. Rabbi Jamie.

Yesterday. A flurry. Ginny and Janice came. Their usual work ethic. Opened about half the boxes in my living room. Books on shelves horizontally. I look forward to organizing them. Lot of action.

Rabbi Jamie came by. We talked about his Alaska trip. The final days of his sabbatical. The Top of the World highway. Rough enough it shattered his rear window. Hearing and seeing a Golden Eagle launch itself into the air. Visiting Wrangli-St. Elias National Park which some compare to Switzerland. Except the park is bigger than Switzerland!

Also talked about the why of my move to Elk Run. Safety. The shock of pneumonia, then rehab. How weak I remain.

Asked him about his talk I missed, Judaism After Gaza. His main point: American diaspora Judaism shaped its post-holocaust self through Zionism focused on a safe place for Jews. Israel. And expected it to be a liberal democracy.

It was. For awhile. Of late its right wing factions have turned it into a dominant military power willing to exert itself through hostile, brutal acts in Gaza, the West Bank, Lebanon, and Iran.

Its actions have divided American Jews. That division and how it plays out over the next few years is Judaism After Gaza. At least in the U.S. Not clear what it will be like.

Later, beef stir fry over rice. A quiet evening.

Polynesia?

Yesterday we had the last cookout for the year. A Polynesian theme. If you call tikka bar themed decorations, paper leis, and fire dancers Polynesian. Not my thing. The former elementary teacher, Marsha, though leaned toward me and said, “We’ve got a lot of action today!” Different strokes.

Working my regular zoom calls into the breakfast schedule: 7:00 to 8:30. Makes things tight for an 8 am call. Probably going to a 9 am MT start time. Depends on others.

Ordered Starlink yesterday. Only 100 mpbs available in Evergreen. Should be adequate. Also ordered a new duvet. Thinking winter.

Braelynn did my laundry. Nashay helped me get dressed for bed. Both of them walked Shadow. Good people. The staff here.

Discovered that Michelle, head of health services, served as a nurse for Kate. She remembered Kate’s signature red glasses, her J-tube wound, and how lively she was. She also remembered me as Kate’s caregiver. Mountain world is a small town.

Ginny picked up Shadow for a playdate with Annie. A chance for her to run, play. At least once a week. Ginny and Janice also opened and cleared out six boxes, when they brought Shadow back. Coming this morning to help some more. My sisters from another mother.

Rabbi Jamie’s coming by this afternoon. First time I will have seen him since he got back from Alaska.

Visitors Three

Three visitors: Rich Levine, Melissa, Robin.

Rich came to reconnect. “From the neck up you seem to be in good shape.” True that. I haven’t seen Rich since rehab.

He participated in a class designed for professors of honors classes. He teaches at the Colorado School of Mines.

He spent four days learning to observe, to know a space. Each night, after having walked a part of Philadelphia, he had to write up his observations, often up to 12 pages in length. Sounds like a lot of fun to me.

We’re going out to breakfast next week. Test my stamina. He’s also bringing a power of attorney form. When I sign it, either he or Joseph can handle my affairs if I’m incapacitated.

Melissa came by after he left. She had business in Evergreen. This was our first meeting when she wasn’t my employee. She offered to help me unload books. I said ok. Maybe this weekend.

Robin ended the visitors for the day. She came with news that my upstairs main level needs repainting. A neutral color. Oh, joy. Today packer’s come for items going into storage. Tomorrow movers. Storage unit, yet another expense, is in Evergreen. Not far from here.

Wore me out. Not that that’s hard.

She Ate With Delicacy

My first weekend at Elk Run. Very quiet. Still eating meals at home so Shadow can settle in. Plan on breakfast out this morning after Shadow comes back from her morning walk. Out, of course, meaning in our dining room.

Shadow got back from her walk with Lizzy. I’m headed up for breakfast.

Rich Levine’s coming by today. Haven’t seen him since July. I always enjoy talking to him.

Meals, Shadow, sleeping have that still adjusting feeling. No routine. Which is fine for now.

Hopefully Robin gets the house cleared out this week. Ready to get it on the market. Be completely out from under thinking about it. Once Robin’s done my priority will shift to getting this place in shape. Lots to do. Matt (realtor) will be in charge of the house.

Back from breakfast. Sat alone, admiring the mountain view overlooking Jeffco county 74. I will gradually engage Elk Run. Slowly. This is a long term stay.

Had a treat yesterday. Looked out my living room window as an Elk bull walked by. Confident. In charge. A bit later, three cows, one with a calf. The third stayed behind, enjoying hill side greens. She ate with delicacy. A mouth full or two then she would move on to another plant.

In the mountains. Still.

Elk Run. Shadow Mountain.

So Shadow peed, a little bit, on the carpet. Going to call housekeeping for their advise, help. Not with her, with the carpet. She’s doing so much better than I feared. This is a blip.

I’ve taken all my meals in the apartment since she came back on Thursday. Wanted to give her a few days where I was with her around the clock. Today I plan to eat lunch in the dining room. Leave her alone for a while. A process.

The staff has been diligent about taking her out though due to their other duties walk times have fluctuated by as much forty-minutes to an hour. Dogs like routine so this isn’t ideal, but it’s the best I can expect.

Most of the staff love dogs so she’s getting good care from walkers that appreciate her. Only one hesitated in the doorway, insisted I put the leash on her. An urban gal, Mashay explained that since it was beginning to get dark it would soon be dangerous, “You know. Bears. Raccoons. Mountain Lions.” Her fear was palpable. Bet she knows how to deal with a city night, one many would find intimidating.

Several of the caregivers drive up the hill from Lakewood, Denver. That means early morning drives on I-70. Right now that’s not too bad since they’re driving against traffic. Come the snow, however, it will clog up with ski traffic and/or accidents. Would not surprise me if November, early December finds new caregivers at work.

It has been a September of yesteryear. Cooling gradually. The days grow shorter. Some rain. I find it nostalgic.  A reminder of how far we have strayed from back to school, football evenings. The slow slide from cool nights to cool days, harvest weather. How wonderful it’s been.

Robin and Connie worked Friday getting Shadow Mountain organized. Move to storage. Donate. Consign. Haul as trash. Four different paths.

Marina Harris, of Furball Cleaning, my long time house cleaners, comes on Monday to see where rooms might need touch up painting. She will also schedule the deep clean that will precede staging. The locksmith who will rekey the house will come this week, too. Will be glad when the house returns money to me rather than laying out cash here and there, everywhere.

 

The Move and Its Sequelae

Learned something odd yesterday. Shadow is the only dog here. Lot of cats. No other doggies. Thanks to her walks taking her past the lobby on the way outside she has become, according to Michelle, head of health services, “A big hit!” Shadow’s a friend to women and will tolerate men she’s come to know. Lotta women here.

She continues to pee and poop while on her walks. This is a great relief. l worried she might pee on the carpet. Not so far.

Having her here comforts me and she seems ok with lazing around the apartment. Her favorite spot is in front of the door. l think she’s figured out that’s the choke point for intruders. She guards it, barking at any who come near. Sort of like Iran and the Straits of Hormuz.

Been burning through money. Roof. Packers. Movers. Melissa’s last two weeks. Storage unit. Packers and movers for that. Security deposit plus other move in costs. Eleven grand on that one alone. Gotta get on the long term care insurance. As the stress level reduces. I’ve decided that Elk Run will be the best experience I can make it.

Meanwhile Robin clears out the stuff not going into storage or coming here. After. Deep clean. Staging. On the market. A lot of headwind for a home sale, but I feel good about Matt Bachus, my realtor. The house has good bones and a workable layout plus the four car garage and the loft. A short flat driveway. Near to both Conifer and Evergreen. Lot of pluses.

Meanwhile I’m learning the ways of Elk Run. Example. My caregiver J said I could have a grilled cheese sandwich instead of the weekly menu’s dinner item. Sam, the chef, grouched about it, but since I was new, agreed. There are other ways to get alternate food choices which require advance notice. Learning curve.

Next week’s focuses: long term care insurance and starlink installation.

Right now getting the house ready to go on the market is the number one priority and I have Robin and Matt to handle that, so I’ll pay attention to priorities here at Elk Run.

A Good Start

Second sleep finished. Can open windows and have a fan. Good sleeping. Haven’t played with my new bed yet. It goes up and down, massages, among other tricks.

Feeling a bit less frazzled. Packing and moving days stressed me. Even with Joe and Robin handling the load. A bit jittery. Hard to focus. Also waiting in the lobby while my stuff went by on dollies, carried in arms. Further waiting while Robin tried to get my room set up.

Behind me now. Two nights here already. Food is good. Plenty of choice. Residents and staff have positive, friendly attitudes. I like it here.

Book boxes line my living room, empty IKEA Billy bookshelves waiting for them. My old plasma tv cannot be mounted. Has to go back. Another of my tv’s, a newer one will need to take its place. Sort of things to be expected in a move.

Shadow has been here since yesterday morning. Ginny and Janice brought her by on their way to yoga. She’s relaxed, except for guarding the door. She barks at people passing by. I imagine that will calm over time.

She gets taken out five times a day for now. Natalie, her dog trainers idea: 7, 10, 1, 4:30, 7. She has peed twice on the leash, but no pooping yet. Peeing while being walked is good news. Much less likely to happen here on the carpet. Good girl, good girl!

A good start overall.

A New Home

from Paul:

 Blessing for a New Home
“May this house shelter your life.
When you come in home here,
May all the weight of the world
Fall from your shoulders.
May this home be a place of discovery,
Where the possibilities that sleep
In the clay of your soul can emerge
To deepen and refine your vision
For all that is yet to come to birth.
May it be a house of courage,
Where healing and growth are loved,
Where dignity and forgiveness prevail;
A home where patience and spirit is prized,
And the sight of the destination is never lost
Though the journey be difficult and slow.
May there be great delight around this hearth.
May it be a house of welcome
For the broken and diminished.
May you have the eyes to see
That no visitor arrives without a gift
And no guest leaves without a blessing.”
– John O’Donohue