Archive for August 31st, 2009

Our care aide today had never met us before. After her shift, I walked her to the car, asking her opinion of Wayne’s disability and ability.

It was very interesting to hear her thoughts, guess I knew all the points she made but wonder sometimes if my eyes get fogged over, on purpose or otherwise:)

Laughed, the two walked our hilly neighborhood and she said he fairly flew up and down the hills while she panted alongside. Big blessing that he is so healthy physically except for the AD.

Chatty Crone asked about health care in Canada with regard to AD. So far, all tests (MRI’s etc.) have been covered in full by our provincial medical plan (it is mandatory to have coverage for each person in our province).

All medical visits have been covered and the specialist has not surcharged us, don’t know if he ever does to anyone else.

Medications are partially covered under a provincial plan. I have been paying $200. per month for another private plan but so much is rejected that I will cancel it.

If Wayne is admitted, the fee now is $900. per month for the nursing care home. One pays over and above, all prescription, over counter drugs, aides, hair cuts, toe nail cuts (not allowed to be done by regular staff), all clothing, etc.

I saw a sign indicating the care home would do a resident’s laundry – not sure if there is a charge. Personally, I intend to do his so it’s all ironed and also, no mix up of clothing in the laundry.

A great TV is provided (in the room) but Wayne can no longer operate one. Each room has one bed so private accommodations. Each room has a very nice bathroom set up with shower. If the resident prefers a bath, there is a wonderful automatic tub where he can be bathed. (I’m told it’s $30,000.00 – it’s huge and lowers the patient gently into the water.

That’s all I can think of right now – ask away if you have questions. I may be able to answer:)

Please don’t feel so badly for us. Actually, we are doing quite well under the circumstances. I never post to upset readers – it started out as a journal and then became a diary of sorts. If I look back 2 months, I am surprised at the happenings for now it is our norm.

I have a friend with a disabled 11 year old daughter, physically unable to walk,etc. Her lot is so much worse than ours.

So, give me a virtual hug or kick in the pants if I get whiny – all is well!